Is There a Relationship Between Infidelity and Domestic Abuse?
February 21, 2010 by Cathy
Filed under Domestic Abuse, Infidelity, New on DWO, cathymeyer
Submitted by: Cathy
When my friend Kate finally collected enough courage to end her 12-year marriage to Will, she was suffering all the symptoms of a victim of domestic abuse. She had panic attacks, was in a state of depression, her self-esteem was in the gutter, and her sense of reality was distorted.
In the beginning, Kate [...]
Domestic Abuse: Are You a Victim?
February 17, 2010 by Cathy
Filed under Domestic Abuse, New on DWO, Physical & Sexual Abuse, Verbal & Emotional Abuse, cathymeyer
Submitted by: Cathy
Domestic abuse is about control and power, usually a man getting and keeping control and power over a woman. To simplify it, someone who commits domestic abuse is a control freak, and for the sake of argument, we are going to use the pronoun “he.” An abuser can’t feel good about himself unless [...]
Growing Up and Growing Apart Part II
June 23, 2009 by delainem
Filed under Coping, Domestic Abuse, Verbal & Emotional Abuse
He did not set out to be abusive. He felt that punching a wall was an acceptable way of getting rid of his anger. He and I both believed that we were lucky that he had such good self control when we’d look at the hole in the door. It was so out-of-character for him [...]
Growing Up and Growing Apart Part I
June 21, 2009 by delainem
Filed under Domestic Abuse, Verbal & Emotional Abuse
Growing up, all I wanted to be was a mother. After high school, I was shipped off to college without complaint but also without the desire to go. I just wanted to have a home, a peaceful home, filled with children and cooking aromas and flowers in the garden.
I married a nice boy from a [...]
I Served Him My Body Like a Plate of Chicken
February 5, 2009 by delainem
Filed under Dating & Sex, Domestic Abuse, Women's Sexuality, delainemoore
Snapshot: I was three months pregnant with my first child. I was on my knees in front of the toilet bowl, having just thrown up for the sixth time that day. Suddenly, movement at the bathroom door caught my eye.
He was standing there. Naked. Touching himself. “Are you done yet?” he asked impatiently. “C-mon [...]






