I'm frustrated that I have so much traffic coming to this blog (about 750,000 page views this month) and I have this post about domestic violence at the top spot in my blog. It's the first thing everyone sees about me. I want the post to go away. I want to post about how to write a resume in five easy steps. People love lists.
If it weren't that I've already blogged about sex abuse, my miscarriage and my divorce, I'd worry that my blog will never get past the topic of domestic violence, and I'll face blogger doom. But I know from past experience that being genuine with other people helps one's career get stronger.
Someone wrote in the comments section that there is no domestic violence, there is only violence. But that's not true. Because domestic violence is the violence that's hard to walk away from.
I'm not walking away from the Farmer right now. I want to say that I'll leave if he does it again. I want to say that if he pushes me or shoves me or hits me, that all that stuff counts as abuse. It's hard for me to believe that it counts; I didn't believe my dad was abusing me even when the police were taking me away.
But I have hundreds of you telling me in the comments section and in your emails that this is not right.
And I know that even if I'm messed up, I don't want my sons messed up. If it happens again I think I could hide it from everyone, you, my sons, my brothers–they called me to tell me to leave. I could refuse to tell anyone, and do this whole messed up relationship in private. I know people do that. But I know it would show, on me.
When I was practicing cello with my son a few nights ago, I said, "Don't look at me. Look at your bow."
And he said, "I'm looking to see if you're smiling. You never smile."
I know I am not hiding anything.
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