Feels like the weird George ORwell saying "War is Peace." Somehow to keep the peace I have to fight a war. It's really scary.
It is an incredible mind f*** to wrap my head around the man that I fell in love with, had a child with, who helped me through so much in life is abusive? That I need to protect myself and my son from him instead of trust and rely on him? It's absolutely crazy - like Alice through the looking glass. I'm sure we all feel like that sometimes!
