Many years ago I lived with a dangerous man. That man was my husband. Within a year of my marriage he had encouraged me to leave my job, my family and friends, and my country.
He was charismatic, adventurous, handsome, intelligent but more cruel than my imagination could muster. In the five I was with him, his behaviour escalated in volume and intensity.
On one of the few visits home
my mother witnessed from afar my husband attacking me. He thought she had gone to bed along with my father.
That was the beginning of the end. Eventually I separated from him but he was never too far away. When he broke into my home in the middle of the night I realized no one could protect me.
Luckily my parents were in a position where they could help me escape. I moved interstate and left everything
familiar to survive.
Last week after working for four years on this project, I finally published a book called ‘Through the Eyes of Josie’. It was written with the aim of increasing awareness in the community concerning DV, and to give empathetic hope and support to those women and children most vulnerable. It is based on a fictitious woman to protect myself, but very real emotion.
That comment about Priya’s husband having a warped understanding of money and not recognizing how much it costs to raise kids- that seems so common and I feel like it’s associated with people not fully considering kids to be people with needs. It’s noticeable in the fuss so many make about child support. They resent it because they perceive it as money in their exes pockets, rather than food in their kids mouths and clothes on their backs. Some also perceive it as payment for services rendered - I don’t get to see my kids, so why should I have to pay for them? Because they still exist whether you can see them or not, and they still deserve to have their needs met.
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