You realize that there's a HUGE voice in the back my head SCREAMING "YEAH But I could have prevented ALL of this by JUST GOING AHEAD and having sex with him earlier that evening." right?
My voice is lazy. I don't usually bother breaking down each event, but just skip back to the word go. It's all my fault for 2 very simple reasons
1. I married the bastard.
2. I didn't kill him.
If I'd done either of those things differently? Voila. Changed history.
That doesn't actually make my reasoning super useful. Except for knowing that I reeeeeally prefer blaming myself for shit... And I've got a knack for overarching themes ;) Which I'm gonna use for a moment.
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So, no, you really couldn't have prevented years of spousal abuse & sexual assault by doing exactly what he wanted you to do, at every moment, in every way. Even if that was successful... Sometimes.
Why? Because who he was, and what he was willing to do when angry,
- isn't something you can change
- isn't something you can prevent happening.
If he wasn't angry at you?
- He'd have gotten angry at someone/something else & taken it out on you, no matter how perfectly you did what he wanted, how, and when.
- He'd have gotten angry at someone/something you value higher than yourself, so you'd have placed yourself between him & them.
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What you chose to do in any singular event? Doesn't erase who he was. Sparks of defiance? Also, not always a bad thing. Even if the results led to hell. That you were willing to stand up for yourself, at all, even once, even if you gave in later... Isn't a "how Desi f*cked up". Either piece of it. It's how you survived. Both by standing up for yourself AND when you did as you were told.
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Soooo.... Maybe I'll borrow your voice sometimes. Because my voice says I handled each and every single situation wrong, because I was there for it. When I "should" have not been, because all it can see is the whole picture, not the individual events. And then maybe I can look case by case and see where I was handling things to the best of my ability, in that moment. And maybe you can borrow my voice that says these events don't exist in a vacuum. That avoiding a fight isn't always worth it, in the overall scheme of things. That fighting, even when you lose the fight badly, is just one battle in a war. Win or lose it was fight the battle or lose the war. Losing the battle doesn't matter so much. Being willing to take a stand? Does. ...And maybe we can meet in the middle. Where the women who can love evil bastards are no longer blaming themselves for what their husbands did?