Intervention
The top picture is me and a couple of my walking buddies
My father’s words touched a chord within me and while I knew he meant well, a familiar irritation welled up and could not be ignored. It was easier to just go along, not make waves and hope to avoid unnecessary altercations. Guilt and shame hid just beneath the surface and masked my frustration at any intervention that might cause a possible eruption. A look of disapproval crossed my face, the standard one that assured him I was steadfastly behind him in every way. The same commands were repeated again and he knew that they were in fact a warning not a mere request. Although the money was a gift he wanted to see a new stroller, vacuum and other items for the children before they returned to the United States. He handed him a check for $5,000 and shook his hand.
A daily walk with compound friends had become a new ritual and helped to shed the pounds that had stacked on through seven pregnancies. Ladies clad in sports bras, shorts and tshirts all took to the loop and made their way past homes, security gate and mini mart. People had come to know me well and most looked past a long black abaya and scarf that was held together by a yellow ducky diaper pin. At first they invited me and then insisted that I join them.
The stroller I had purchased before leaving the United States was now barely operable and teetered back and forth on what remained of wheels that kept it in an upright position. I laughed and pushed, talking and joking ignoring the scratch and scrape when hands gave out and I was unable to support the weight of two toddlers. I hopped and danced moving forward hoping no one noticed these peculiarities that presented themselves during each and every walk.
A single pair of black canvas shoes were now worn beyond repair and had been purchased five years early before leaving for Saudi. The souls of my feet touched the pavement giving way to burning heat that created a strange and awkward gait. Mom and Dad sat on the porch reading the paper and sipping coffee, watching me make my way past, looking torn.
He pounded his fist three times gaining force and momentum with every blow. A single vein protruded from his forehead and intersected with a childhood scar. The table wobbled and creaked signaling anxiety and humiliation. His eyes were no longer dark and brown but almost seemed a shade of black. He stammered to release words that would increase in volume with each repetition. His thick accent that had once been charming was now menacing and almost toxic in nature. The message was clear, He would not have any garbage people tell him where to spend his money and now as always it would be my job to walk the tightrope of abuse.
I think this is the first time I have seen you use the word abuse. I think it represents a real game changer
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Thanks Bernadette! I guess you are right! It’s hard to even admit that or use that icky word! xoxo
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This is almost painful to read, Lynn. It evokes so many difficult feelings, and I just thank the stars that this is no longer your life. I imagine your parents walked that tightrope too, wanting to protect you and not sure how to accomplish that without putting you in greater danger. Abuse is horrid the way it sucks everyone into the cyclone. But the power of abuse is not absolute, and it’s possible to break free of impossible circumstances, as you prove everytime you post, hugs your kids, and accept that you are a precious human being worthy of love. ❤
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Thank you soooo much Diana! I feel guilty I was so against anything they wanted to do!!
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I understand, but it was part of that whole tightrope walking routine. You did the very best you could at the time. We learn and grow. ❤
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Thanksxoxoxo
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As a parent that went through something like that, there really isn’t anything you can do until your child is ready to get out of the situation, painful though it might be.
Leslie
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Yes so true!
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I know. It’s a very difficult situation for everyone. Bless you for being there for your child when she/he was ready. ❤
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That’s what families are for.
Leslie
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That is so true xx
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where would we be with out our families?
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I hate to even think of it Leslie
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Me too Lynn…
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Unspeakable horror. xx
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xx thanks for reading dear Sarah!
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Such a powerful piece here Lynn, and made more so in seeing how far along you’ve come. All I can do is keep looking at your lovely and HAPPY family photos on the right here and just smile at your beautiful and well-deserved life now. XOXOXO
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I totally get what you are saying. Sometimes it is easier to not make waves. But eventually you learn it’s not about you or anything you do or not do, but about “him”. Always about him and his inability to control his own demons…so he takes it out on you. You explained it beautifully Lynn, if not heartbreaking as well.
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Thank you Kat! You are so right you learn that it really does not matter they just need any reason to take things out on you. I felt mad at my dad for trying to help!!
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It’s a vicious cycle!
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It totally is!
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Oh my word, Lynn, your story is so incredible! I cannot even imagine going through that for so many years. I’m so glad it has changed now and you are all back here and away from that abuse.
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I agree with Bernadette that this is the first time you have called his actions “abuse”. We’ve always known it was, as have you, and I’m sure your parents knew too. Well done Lynn. Hugs as always.
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Thanks so much Peter xo how are you feeling these days?
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Better thanks Lynn. Still juggling tablets!
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So glad you feel better xx
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Writing is healing. Keep it up! Love you my friend!!!
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Love you darling lady!
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I want to respond to this with a broken heart emoji, but I hit the LIKE instead, because I appreciate your honesty and frank detailing of life events. I wish it had not been so difficult for you, but your story teaches me to befriend those who maybe don’t look a lot like me, and be compassionate. As they say, you never know what another is going through, so be kind. Always, be kind! [insert puffy heart, here].
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Awee thank you so very much xx
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You are amazingly conveying the picture of how dark and scary your life was next to the sunny and joyful sceneries outside your home. What a psycho-terror that must have been pretending all was ok the way it is and carrying the burden of humiliation and tyranny.
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Thanks so much dear Erika xxxxx
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Sending you the biggest hugs over, Lynn 💖
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So grateful for those hugs xo
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You are so very welcome, Lynn 🤗🤗
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It’s not hard to tell who the real man is in that story.
It’s so wonderful that you have a different life now, Lynn. You should be very proud of yourself.
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Thank you so much xx
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If this is difficult to revisit, bravo. If doing so empowers you and lets you see what you have accomplished, bravo bravo!
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Thank you xx
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You have come such a long way Lyn. Your mum and dad must be so relieved for you and your children. I love that your dad tried so hard to help you knowing that his requests would be met with hostility once you were gone from him. They too have suffered greatly. XX
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Yes they are amazing xxx
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It must have been hard dealing with him and your parents.
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Yes it was
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Oh, Lynn! Reading books written by strangers is bad. Reading this is both heartbreaking and empowering, because I know you have fought your way out of this horrible situation and moved so far beyond it. It gives me gooseflesh to think about what you had to endure. I am so happy to call you friend, even in this small way.
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Thanks so much!
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I cannot even begin to comprehend the turmoil that must have bee going on inside of you…How to placate both men …One who cared and one who patently did not..You have come so far and you should be proud of your well adjusted beautiful children 🙂 xx Which is all down to you 🙂
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Lynn, this is so well written and conveys the deep conflict inside of you. The pain of the conflict cuts sharply. Joseph Gobbels, the propaganda man for Hitler said, “If you tell a lie big enough and keep repeating it, people will eventually come to believe it. It must confine itself to a few points and repeat them over and over again. Truth is the mortal enemy of the lie.” This is what happened to you. The lie was repeated and enforced until you lost the sense of your own value. It is a miracle that you are enjoying life today! The truth about your past abuse is setting you free from the lies. Hugs and love. XOXO
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Thanks so much! That is very insightful! I always wonder why did I listen and yes this explains allot xoxo
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Bernadette has nailed it
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You should never feel guilty, Lynn. You stood up for what was right for your children and being a good mother. There’s nothing wrong with that. xo
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Thanks so much xoxo
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Thank goodness you are away from that monster! I don’t know how you stayed as long as you did. You are a very strong person, Lynn. xoxoxox
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Thanks so much PJ xoxoxo
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His abusive treatment of you is sickening. The women you walked the compound with were loving life-savers. Even when it felt like it you were not alone.
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So true xx
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He makes me so mad!
As always, thinking of you – and so happy that you are no longer there but here with us and getting to have the life you’ve always deserved.
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Thanks so much Sarah!
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Why fight when you can just comply. Because we are worth more. You are worth more, you know that now.💜💜
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Yes!! ❤️❤️❤️
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Yes, the abuser seeks to brainwash his prey so even logic and kindness are met with suspicion. Your poor dad didn’t know how his gift would cause grief for you.
I’m so glad you had those walking buddies! I hope they helped you see that you were in an insane situation.
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Thanks so much! Believe it or not it took until i was totally away from him which was recent!
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It is difficult for me to press the “like” button on your posts, but please know I am so very sorry for the pain you have endured in this life with that person. (I can’t even call him a man.) Thank you for sharing your story.
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Thanks so much for reading xoxo
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Tough post to read you went thru so much abuse.. I’m glad things are much better now!
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Thanks so much dear Gary!
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As I hold you in a tight hug even though its through this blog, this post, these black and white words, I hope you feel my respect and admiration for doing what was needed at the time to keep peace and safety for the kids. I admire you so much. Keep your head high and keep smiling and writing….many hugs xxxxXXXXxxxxxkat
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Thank you so much kat xoxo
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This just brings tears to my eyes in so many ways Lynn. What you put up with for all those years….there just are not words. Massive hugs to you my friend and thank you for getting out of that situation.
‘Garbage people’….Really ??? How dare he !!!!
HE summed himself up in one word…..HE is the garbage !!!
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Thank you lynne! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
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This is indeed painful to read as I am sure it was painful for you to write. But it needs to be put into words so it can never hurt you again. (K)
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Thank you so much K!
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That you are releasing all these memories and seeing them as they really are is good acknowledgement that you can move on, and you are moving on, and most of all finally identifying the experience as it actually was.
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Thanks so much and you are so right!
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Unimaginable how you ever survived it all, Lynz. So glad that you and your wonderful family survived and that you have the courage to share your stories so that readers will know that hope is alive.
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Thanks so much Bette!
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This was so powerful and gut-wrenching Lynn, best wishes for the future.
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Thank you so much!
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I hope that every time you write about him, some of his power recedes.
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Thank you Kerry. I hope so too xxx
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I am happy that you are able to write your story and that I too had gone through something similar, and was able to escape. I have been asked to finish some of what I have gone though. I have started one little memoir titled “Angels Among Us”. In which I escaped, ended up In the wrong place and the people who helped me.
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Wow I had no idea!! So glad you are safe
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The most important thing is you were a strong “protector” of your children like a Mama Bear! You are their example of goodness and Love! I’m sure it is a history that still makes you shiver in fear, in nightmares but you are a testament and light for others to try, to succeed and be happy again. Lots of Big Hugs and hope to give you a real one (or many!!) someday! 💖 💞 😊
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That would be amazing Robin hugs back dear friend ❤️😄🌸
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Oh, we would be beside ourselves!!! 😀 😘😘
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We would!!!!!❤️❤️❤️❤️
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Powerful words and this just is so horrible how you had to endure. I am glad you are Free! You are a bird flying above the past and enjoying the love and joy of family.
Your description was eerie and mesmerizing. Your book will be really a great one! Hugs and love, Robin
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Thank you my dear lovely friend ❤️❤️❤️❤️
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You are the dear and lovely friend, Lynn!! 💐 🐔 🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤 + + +
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I agree with all those that have commented above! I’m so glad you are away from that abuse now!
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Thank you so much DEborah!
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