abuse

My name is Ashley.. I’m an abuse addict. I don’t talk to anyone much about it because I want to seem strong. I have recently been trying to let go of things that don’t bring me peace and happiness but for some reason I can’t. Lately I am weak. And I am vulnerable. Most of all I am broken. I have given so much to the wrong people that I’m in a place that I can’t see my way out of. Any kind of abuse is real… it’s the darkest thing I’ve ever known…. Some of us are stronger than others, but some of us get so lost and wound up in helping or saving others that we just find ourselves too deep in to change or to go back. I thought getting help would actually help, and it did for a while. But I was so weak that I went right back to the same situation I was in before I left. I’m alive but I’m not living…When I returned, so did the abuse.. so did the days I can’t keep track of… so did my isolation… defeated yet again. If you’re struggling all I can say is I don’t have the solution, I don’t know when it stops, but be strong enough to let others know that they aren’t alone. My story could help others and that’s all my heart wants. Keeping things inside is not healthy. It just makes it worse… one day I will have had enough, one day I will be able to receive the love I give. One day I will be appreciated, until then find what you love and let it kill you. Thanks for letting me share.