I stopped over at Mississippi Songbird's blog today and read a story that broke my heart.
It reminded me that violence against women isn't always of the newsmaking kind. Most violence happens slowly and in a million ways that we can't see. A gradual, but insidious, erosion of self esteem. A child's daily exposure to language and thoughts that would have earned most of us a mouth washed out with soap, growing up. A withdrawal of a woman's access to family, friends, and the activites that give her heart and soul a place to escape and recharge.
Sometimes, we all need a reminder that domestic violence is less often a shotgun blast to the face and more often a thousand stinging slaps.
It takes care and action from an entire community to help break an unhealthy cycle and help a woman heal. We're all part of that community and we all have a responsibility to watch out for those among us who are being worn away, daily, by domestic violence.
Thanks, Stephanie, for your reminder. *hug*