I’m ashamed of myself. I’ve been so crazy busy—not having sex—that I didn’t realize it was Domestic Violence Awareness Month until this morning. Hell, I started writing this blog post seven hours ago…
October is a super-important month, because with awareness of domestic violence, comes change. Every survivor’s story is different and their scars are unique—some are visible; others are not. But they both are equally as traumatizing.
I recently saw a Facebook meme that compared the beginnings of abuse to boiling a frog. The premise is that if you put a frog into a pot of boiling water, it will jump out, but if you put the frog in a pot of cold water and gradually heat it, it will be cooked to death. It’s one of the truest statements I’ve read. So before you ask a victim or survivor of abuse how they didn’t see it coming, think about the frog. And don’t ask why they stay—ask what you can do to help.
It’s been nearly a year and a half since I published my . I’ve had people thank me for having the guts to put myself out there in the way I did, as I was certainly no angel. A few have even said that my story encouraged them to open a dialogue with their daughters about relationship violence. There are also those who have criticized me for the way in which I told my story. I’m not mad at ’em, though. Everyone is entitled to their opinion.
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