Boogaloo 💋

My husband never hit me, but he smashed a glass then pounded on the bathroom door while I hid inside. My husband never hit me, but he threatened to tell police I’d kidnapped our baby when I went for a drive to escape his rage. My husband never hit me, but he blocked me in a room until I insulted myself to our son. My husband never hit me, but he called me crazy or unstable whenever I stood up to him. My husband never hit me, but he said I could only visit my family once every four years. My husband never hit me, but he made 40+ rules I had to follow, punishing me if I broke them. My husband never hit me, but he threatened to expose private information if I didn’t obey. My husband never hit me, but he tracked my car, hacked my phone, and paid someone to follow me. My husband never hit me, but he used our child as a weapon, turning him against me. Abuse doesn’t always look violent. It’s the fear that lives in your body, the control that limits your choices, and the manipulation that convinces you it’s normal. Some of the deepest wounds are those that cannot be seen at all.   #DomesticAbuse #CoerciveControl