Comments for Journey To Freedom http://www.journeytofreedom.ca Wed, 22 Feb 2012 15:49:04 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.1.2 Comment on Share Your Story by admin http://www.journeytofreedom.ca/your-story/#comment-258 admin Wed, 22 Feb 2012 15:49:04 +0000 http://www.journeytofreedom.ca/#comment-258 I wish for you the strength to survive your circumstances. Hugs I wish for you the strength to survive your circumstances. Hugs

]]> Comment on Share Your Story by Nadeem http://www.journeytofreedom.ca/your-story/#comment-255 Nadeem Tue, 21 Feb 2012 13:43:12 +0000 http://www.journeytofreedom.ca/#comment-255 I was hurting, I was in pain -I could never explain the bizarre behaviour of anyone in my family. I started a keeping journal. All I could do was write down the strange behaviour of my family. I did not know enough, to describe their condition. My father's normal state of mind was cynicism and perpetual rage. My mother's normal state of mind was she self-flattery, and demanding praise, cold indifference and criminally negligent and always lying. My oldest brother endlessly boasting about everything he said and did and condemning everyone. The brother after him aloof and distant and critical about everything. I never about sociopaths and psychopaths till I read about it and every aspect of their behaviour fit perfectly. Everything I had been experiencing explained their really bizarre behaviour. None of those four people were incapable to genuinely care about anyone or anything. Always trying to find ways to exploit someone they know. They were unable to become friends with anyone, unless they were introduced. Whereas I found very easy to become friendly with almost anyone in a party or anywhere and strike it off. For them it was liking having some 'superpower'. They could not understand how I can become friends with someone they described as very rich, influential and powerful. It was surprising to know that the person whom I was cracking jokes was someone really extraordinary. Becoming that person's casual friend was some unique ability, which they could not do. I was hurting, I was in pain -I could never explain the bizarre behaviour of anyone in my family. I started a keeping journal. All I could do was write down the strange behaviour of my family. I did not know enough, to describe their condition. My father’s normal state of mind was cynicism and perpetual rage. My mother’s normal state of mind was she self-flattery, and demanding praise, cold indifference and criminally negligent and always lying. My oldest brother endlessly boasting about everything he said and did and condemning everyone.
The brother after him aloof and distant and critical about everything. I never about sociopaths and psychopaths till I read about it and every aspect of their behaviour fit perfectly. Everything I had been experiencing explained their really bizarre behaviour. None of those four people were incapable to genuinely care about anyone or anything. Always trying to find ways to exploit someone they know. They were unable to become friends with anyone, unless they were introduced. Whereas I found very easy to become friendly with almost anyone in a party or anywhere and strike it off. For them it was liking having some ‘superpower’. They could not understand how I can become friends with someone they described as very rich, influential and powerful. It was surprising to know that the person whom I was cracking jokes was someone really extraordinary. Becoming that person’s casual friend was some unique ability, which they could not do.

]]> Comment on Share Your Story by Sasha31 http://www.journeytofreedom.ca/your-story/#comment-254 Sasha31 Mon, 20 Feb 2012 14:03:10 +0000 http://www.journeytofreedom.ca/#comment-254 I am the smartest,funniest, most down to earth person u will ever meet. But u Probly won't believe it but I was sexually abused from the age of 5 to15. He made be do things that I hated, nd Probly things that most. Adults have not done. It was not only for .him but his friends nd so on Finally I had enough nd told my counselor, so. That he can get arrested. It took 3 monthes, nd e bailed out the next day. Finally the court called my mom to tell her my case was denied. But I found that out a month later. She still dose not know I know. It tore me a part on the in side. I thought I was doing pretty good at hiding it, but I was not. I was nd am drinking, smoking, nd having sex with anyone that says they love me. I go through everyday wondering am I pregnant or do I have an .STD or something, it sucks nd iDk why I put my self through it , but I have to. Last thing if that's not bad. My on and off agen boyfriend, but we r off, was my pimp . Well now that I look at it he was, I all ways had to do wat he said nd right then nd there. He hit me, but then brought gives. To say sorry, nd that he would never do it agen. But he always did, there is soo much more to my story but I don't like writing a lot, but im lost in a fog, nd I have been hear for sooo long, that I can't leave, but I would want to I am the smartest,funniest, most down to earth person u will ever meet. But u Probly won’t believe it but I was sexually abused from the age of 5 to15. He made be do things that I hated, nd Probly things that most. Adults have not done. It was not only for .him but his friends nd so on
Finally I had enough nd told my counselor, so. That he can get arrested. It took 3 monthes, nd e bailed out the next day. Finally the court called my mom to tell her my case was denied. But I found that out a month later. She still dose not know I know.
It tore me a part on the in side. I thought I was doing pretty good at hiding it, but I was not. I was nd am drinking, smoking, nd having sex with anyone that says they love me. I go through everyday wondering am I pregnant or do I have an .STD or something, it sucks nd iDk why I put my self through it , but I have to.

Last thing if that’s not bad. My on and off agen boyfriend, but we r off, was my pimp . Well now that I look at it he was, I all ways had to do wat he said nd right then nd there. He hit me, but then brought gives. To say sorry, nd that he would never do it agen. But he always did, there is soo much more to my story but I don’t like writing a lot, but im lost in a fog, nd I have been hear for sooo long, that I can’t leave, but I would want to

]]> Comment on Share Your Story by Merriman http://www.journeytofreedom.ca/your-story/#comment-253 Merriman Mon, 20 Feb 2012 05:06:23 +0000 http://www.journeytofreedom.ca/#comment-253 WONDERFUL Post.thanks for share. WONDERFUL Post.thanks for share.

]]> Comment on Share Your Story by admin http://www.journeytofreedom.ca/your-story/#comment-213 admin Wed, 01 Feb 2012 15:15:20 +0000 http://www.journeytofreedom.ca/#comment-213 Thanks for sharing! Please feel free to connect with other abused women on Facebook and Twitter. www.facebook.com/destructionoflove www.facebook.com/JTFsociety www.twitter.com/JTFreedom www.twitter.com/JTFsociety Stay tuned....JTFsociety is now on Skype but has yet to be populated. This will be a great forum for abused women to meet and chat! Thanks for sharing! Please feel free to connect with other abused women on Facebook and Twitter.
http://www.facebook.com/destructionoflove
http://www.facebook.com/JTFsociety
http://www.twitter.com/JTFreedom
http://www.twitter.com/JTFsociety
Stay tuned….JTFsociety is now on Skype but has yet to be populated. This will be a great forum for abused women to meet and chat!

]]> Comment on Share Your Story by Airabella http://www.journeytofreedom.ca/your-story/#comment-212 Airabella Wed, 01 Feb 2012 04:25:40 +0000 http://www.journeytofreedom.ca/#comment-212 Love drove him to madness, literally. I believe he has some type of paranoid personality disorder. We were so happy, couldn't believe the joy we had both found with eachother, he gave me tons of feminine energy, love, adoration, the most beautiful cards filled with his own poetry, sense of humour, etc. he was so much fun, and took being with me seriously. 2 yrs into it, symptoms manifested, he thought i was cheating, secret boyfriends, etc, in his eyes we went from "lovers to enemies overnight" - I knew it wasn't his beautiful heart, it was his head .... I could go on & on with events of this past year (traumatizing but no physical abuse) however i'd really appreciate communicating with other women in similar circumstances. ...please help. Emotionally fulfilled to emotionally drained Love drove him to madness, literally. I believe he has some type of paranoid personality disorder. We were so happy, couldn’t believe the joy we had both found with eachother, he gave me tons of feminine energy, love, adoration, the most beautiful cards filled with his own poetry, sense of humour, etc. he was so much fun, and took being with me seriously. 2 yrs into it, symptoms manifested, he thought i was cheating, secret boyfriends, etc, in his eyes we went from “lovers to enemies overnight” – I knew it wasn’t his beautiful heart, it was his head …. I could go on & on with events of this past year (traumatizing but no physical abuse) however i’d really appreciate communicating with other women in similar circumstances. …please help. Emotionally fulfilled to emotionally drained

]]> Comment on Share Your Story by admin http://www.journeytofreedom.ca/your-story/#comment-211 admin Tue, 31 Jan 2012 19:02:16 +0000 http://www.journeytofreedom.ca/#comment-211 Thanks for sharing this heartfelt poem! Thanks for sharing this heartfelt poem!

]]> Comment on Share Your Story by dawn http://www.journeytofreedom.ca/your-story/#comment-209 dawn Mon, 30 Jan 2012 08:06:01 +0000 http://www.journeytofreedom.ca/#comment-209 <blockquote> <a href="#comment-95" rel="nofollow"> <strong><em>Kaylee:</em></strong> </a> I want to feel loved, to be held closely and never let go, I want to feel wanted and cherished as so. I don’t want to feel envy or scared that he’ll leave, I don’t want his mistakes to come back and haunt me. I want to be special and the reason he wakes, My heart to be happy, not the one that he breaks. I don’t want to feel used or thrown out to dry, I want to be special to this one special guy. I want a happy ending to this fairytale of mine, I want a happy ending, but love I can’t find. With this being said, “What do I do? Where do I go if I don’t have you?” Do I move far away with only a memory of us? So years down the road I can consider it lust. Do I take my life into my own hands, and leave you with just a whisper of our long lost plans. Or do I stay with him until the pain cuts so deep, so that my entire being is too much for him to keep? These options I have may be wearing too thin, which one would you choose? Where would you begin? Oh, never mind, you broke my heart, I forgot your only option was to tear us apart! I suppose time will tell which option I will choose, but if you ask me if I love you…I love you, I do. So whether it be a letter telling you this, or a card sent to you with an “O” as a kiss, or may it be my spirit from the heavens above, coming to remind you how much you were loved, or perhaps its my being telling you now, that I love you so dearly you will never begin to understand how. Let this be with you my love, let this rest, It will take quite a while to heal this hole in my chest. So, so long for now, I’ll see you in the next chapter, I’ll continue to die, but you, enjoy your happily ever after. ~~Anonymous women suffering from an abusive relationship. </blockquote>


Kaylee:

I want to feel loved, to be held closely and never let go,
I want to feel wanted and cherished as so.
I don’t want to feel envy or scared that he’ll leave,
I don’t want his mistakes to come back and haunt me.
I want to be special and the reason he wakes,
My heart to be happy, not the one that he breaks.
I don’t want to feel used or thrown out to dry,
I want to be special to this one special guy.
I want a happy ending to this fairytale of mine,
I want a happy ending, but love I can’t find.
With this being said, “What do I do?
Where do I go if I don’t have you?”
Do I move far away with only a memory of us?
So years down the road I can consider it lust.
Do I take my life into my own hands,
and leave you with just a whisper of our long lost plans.
Or do I stay with him until the pain cuts so deep,
so that my entire being is too much for him to keep?
These options I have may be wearing too thin,
which one would you choose? Where would you begin?
Oh, never mind, you broke my heart,
I forgot your only option was to tear us apart!
I suppose time will tell which option I will choose,
but if you ask me if I love you…I love you, I do.
So whether it be a letter telling you this,
or a card sent to you with an “O” as a kiss,
or may it be my spirit from the heavens above,
coming to remind you how much you were loved,
or perhaps its my being telling you now,
that I love you so dearly you will never begin to understand how.
Let this be with you my love, let this rest,
It will take quite a while to heal this hole in my chest.
So, so long for now, I’ll see you in the next chapter,
I’ll continue to die, but you, enjoy your happily ever after.
~~Anonymous women suffering from an abusive relationship.

]]> Comment on Share Your Story by Katheleen Glatzel http://www.journeytofreedom.ca/your-story/#comment-201 Katheleen Glatzel Tue, 17 Jan 2012 08:45:22 +0000 http://www.journeytofreedom.ca/#comment-201 As a Newbie, I am permanently exploring online for articles that can aid me. Thank you As a Newbie, I am permanently exploring online for articles that can aid me. Thank you

]]> Comment on Share Your Story by Krakow airport http://www.journeytofreedom.ca/your-story/#comment-193 Krakow airport Sat, 07 Jan 2012 19:59:38 +0000 http://www.journeytofreedom.ca/#comment-193 How you documented this unique topic at this point is really useful and also knowledgeable authored. I believe you may soon get lots of readers. How you documented this unique topic at this point is really useful and also knowledgeable authored. I believe you may soon get lots of readers.

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