I chose to write about the biggest social injustice to me, which so happens to be about domestic violence. There are so many battered women and children in this world. We tend to not think about it or say that it is not happening around us. In reality in our society it is a huge issue. There are many women and children out there that are victims of this issue but they do to want to come forward, because they do not want to seem weak to others. Would also say that it is not just women and children but there are more and more cases of men being abused as well. Let me start off by saying that I have been there not just a child of abuse but an adult as well. Most people automatically think that if you say that you have been abused that your father was the one that abused you. In my case it was my mother that abused me and my other siblings. The abuse started when I as around the age of five would say.
I had a sister that was one and a little brother that was just a month or two old. My mother would leave us home all of the time, and expect me to make sure my sister and brother were taken care of. If I did not do what she said to do or if it was not done by the time that she got home would get my butt whipped. I am not talking about a smack on the bottom; I am talking about chasing me around the house with a wooden spatula. The abuse continued from there on until courts decided that y father should have full custody of me.
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After that I did not have to live with my mother but never told my father about all of the abuse either so I still had to spend weekends and holidays with her. When I left for the Army I felt liberated because I did not have to be in that situation anymore. When I was 25 married a Samoan, the first year of our marriage was perfect. Then we moved in together (the army hindered us from being at the same duty station). My ex husband became an alcoholic and very violent. He would inch me and throw me into things. Id not know how to escape because in some sick sadistic way thought that meant he loved me. It took me many years to get out of that situation and get enough encourage to get up and leave. What I have told you is very personal to me; I know that it is a little dark. I just want you to understand why I am so passionate about any kind of violence towards any women or child. There are many things that I want to do in order to help change this. That is probably why I am majoring in social ark. Ant to be able to help people understand that being abused does not define you by any means. If anything it makes you a stronger person. I have in the passed shared my stories of my childhood and my abusive marriage. But to me that was not enough. I want to do more. I want to write my own blob in the future. I want women and children to know that there are other people out there that have been threw the same situations and that there is always someone out there willing to let you tell your problems to.