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Be Your Voice

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I honestly thought that my dad and his ex girlfriend were going to work out.

They were a toxic relationship. Always pissed off and yelling.

Dad asked her to marry him a few times.

She said no. Red flag. Things probably won’t work, right?

Unless he changes his ways, but why would dad change for the better? No, that’s too time consuming.

One day I hear her scream.

She comes to my room and says do you know anything about this!?

She’s holding a condom wrapper that she found on the side of her bed. Clearly it wasn’t her’s.

(Wonder why that’s there, some things never change)

Yes, I took the fall. I covered for my dad.

I told his girlfriend that I was at my friends house blowing condoms up like balloons, and accidentally brought one back with me.

That never happened.

She’s still pissed, but somewhat believes me.

She has to question my dad when he gets home.

I hear him saying: “Yeah that was not me, I work all the time, I don’t have time to cheat on you,” blah blah blah.

Then I started hearing my name and realize he’s going along with my story.

Why did I cover for him?

He was always mean and aggressive towards me, but yet I lie and cover for him?

He came out of the hallway and we just shot each other a look.

Never talked about it again.

Until a few years ago. I asked how many girls he cheated on her with.

He says seven.

Seven women. Seriously?

No wonder why she wanted better.

I was so mad at her for leaving and taking my brother and sister along.

Never letting the family see them again.

It sucks, but how can I blame her?

From woman to woman, we need to do what we have to do for our own sanity.

For our own happiness.

Looking back, I probably should have taken her side.

I know there was a lot more going on then just cheating.

You just don’t know what happens behind closed doors.

Until you hear stories from the other women he’s been with.

Hence why my dad and I don’t talk much.

I will be my voice and never let any man talk down on me, including my own father.

I refused to be belittled because I’m just a woman.

We are not weak. Women are powerful.

Be your voice.

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I’m a mess, a loving, caring, working, try to put my makeup on everyday, always smiling or to exhausted to function, mess. But it’s okay I wouldn’t change it for the world. Follow my journey, you and I will figure things out together!

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  1. Wonderful writing. And that must be a challenge to deal with. Keep being a powerful person. I’m sure a lot of people will benefit from this post.

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      • You’re very welcome! And they will. It seems your message, from what I read so far, is honest, and your words are are powerful.

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  2. Wow, this is powerful. This is so transparent of you; I admire it so much! Thank you so much for sharing.
    Thank you for the follow as well! I am looking forward to keeping up with your posts and supporting a fellow powerful woman:) xoxo

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      • So glad I could make your day. Seriously, never stop writing! I’m sure there are others out there going through similar situations who are scared to talk about it. And then they see this and don’t feel as alone anymore 💕

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  3. These injuries from family leave deepseated scars. I find that I have to work very hard to open the doors for God’s healing. I nailed those doors shut, and whats behind them is fearful. Opening them is painful but so worth it.

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    • That is exactly why I decided to write it. It’s been helping me so much. I use to be so numb but I’m opening up and it’s crazy how much better I’m feeling. I’m taking control of me and it will from now on remain this way. It’s beyond worth it your right 💕 thanks so much for reading !

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