Domestic Violence Quotes
Life is full of challenges. In the end it's getting up that pulls us through the dark day's. So that we can admire the sunset
Please don´t drown into his fears, his concrete fists don´t let him again, break the bridge of your nose with his cruel born hits. Then disappear into that mask of misery.
Make sure your fun is not mocking someone’s pain and your enjoyment is not another’s suffering. The melody of your ears must not be the cries of a powerless.
In situations of captivity the perpetrator becomes the most powerful person in the life of the victim, and the psychology of the victim is shaped by the actions and beliefs of the perpetrator.
If anyone hits me, they can expect to be hit back, and harder. I never turn the other cheek because in my experience that doesn’t work.
It is a rare person who can cut himself off from mediate and immediate relations with others for long spaces of time without undergoing a deterioration in personality.
Life is full of challenges. In the end, it's getting up that pulls us through the dark days. So we can admire the sunset.
Anyone could see that this woman is living a nightmare. Except that she goes through her daily life wide awake, knowing that she could make a mistake at any moment.
I realise I'm behind on this but Rebekah Brooks was married to Ross Kemp of Gangs fame?! And she assaulted him? That explains so much.
We all know the protocol. But more powerful than our protocol is our grooming to believe in something more.
An option means decision, and a decision means acknowledging something is wrong and the shame one can no longer hide from.
Life is definitely about taking chances, living every minute with zeal, and then laying back and regretting nothing.
The mere fact that I exist means that I deserve to be here and to express myself any damn why I please.
When we die, we go into the arms of those who remember us.
These secrets are not secrets per se but are truths hidden from public view. I had to write this book. There had to be a reason I survived to tell this story.
No, Karl, not now. Take it easy. It’s our happy day.”Poul-Erik’s MotherThe Informer by Steen Langstrup
Domestic violence is frequently excused when alcohol and other substances are involved.
We sat still, our breathing loud and rhythmic, its music melancholy, a traditional song of sorrow.
My hands twitch as they tremble and every nerve and muscle in my body is frozen—numb.
I admired so many things about you. Almost everything. But I don’t want to wind up like you. I don’t want to starve to death, all alone on some island inside my own head. Hopeless.
The lack of culpability of the perpetrator and his or her transference of blame onto alcohol or other substances only perpetuates the violent behaviors.
Even those who drink until blacking out, those who beat women, are not the exception, hopefully not the norm, trapped somewhere in society in a dark place nobody wants to talk about.
How many young men fear that there is a monster inside them? People are supposed to fear others, not themselves. People are supposed to aspire to become their fathers, not shudder at the thought.
Jemima Jane Erickson was one drunken pass away from jumping Ethan Weston's bones. He just didn't know it.
