I didn't say "yeah alright" when my neighbor offered to "take care of" my ex after telling of some of what he'd been doing to me and our children.
I didn't try get my neighbor kicked out, even though other neighbors told me they would be behind me, if I did, because she reminded me of my mentally ill mother and i couldn't contribute to making her children as insecure as I had been.
I didn't get my ex charged and put in jail, even though victim services deemed me worthy of a pay-out for what he did to me, i nearly died, and he is a blatant illicit drug user and supplier, even though one of my sons told me this year, he wished I had.
I didn't run around town badmouthing him after he saw fit to make up horrible damaging lies about me to my children and community
I didn't get my rapist charged when I was 16, no one told me what he did to me was wrong. I thought it was my fault.
I didn't leave, my abusive relationship for 20 years because I believed him when he said "you won't get the children, if you leave, because you're crazy", i didn't know about gaslighting and that he was a sociopath then.
I didn't try to make my kids hate him or take sides, even though he did that to me.
I didn't cut myself after I fell pregnant at just 17, i didn't starve myself when I was pregnant.
I didn't let myself get raped and murdered by my ex's squatting housemates, at 16, as a homeless girl, instead I took refuge with him, a far more subtle brainwasher and abuser, more of a cult-leader drugger and crazy maker sexual abuser
I didn't take my own life.
I didn't stay, and die, so he could be smug and get what he wanted
I didn't let him destroy me or our children, or my relationship with our children
I didn't lose my self respect
I got broken-hearted but I didn't let my spirit be broken
I did survive
i did leave, eventually.
I did help my kids through it, and nobody ended up killing themselves (although attempts may have been made)