My perspective on abuse....

Abuse is a very sad and sometimes complicated form of ruining peoples lives. There are so many different kinds of abuse. There is the well known and common....... physical abuse, emotional abuse, sexual abuse, and mental abuse.  Abuse can take many forms and can cause all kinds of damage. There are those that abuse themselves with alcohol, drugs, and guilt.  Probably the most distructive form of abuse is verbal abuse.  Thats right, words can do more damage than most other kinds of abuse and it is the gateway for other forms of abuse and leads to patterns of abuse in a lot of people; I say this because it is the words that we live and learn by that shape our minds, actions and opinions.  You know a common story about people with low self esteem due to years of verbal abuse, thats right abuse is learned.  But when you live in an abusive home, or your in an abusive relationship, the abuse becomes a lifestyle.  We learn it and we live it and we pass it on from generation to generation.  It's easy to see that the decline of society and moral compass is a major factor in the way we live and act.  If we say that we are a free society and people can say and do as they please, then we open the door for the very primitive thinking and actions of people who just do not care about what is decent or what others may think.

So I would make this plea to everyone to be aware of your actions and what you say...... Words Hurt !

Our children are our future and they are the most vunerable, be careful what you teach them, be careful how you talk to them. They are like sponges they soak up everything around them.  If you destroy the child, you damage that person for life.  It's hard enough to keep them away from bad influences in their lives...be a solution.  Love them, be paitent, be kind, teach them to live the right way, and they will be a better person as adults.  Help them to learn, support their dreams, teach them how to live a long life, how to plan for the future, and to be prepared for the unexpected.  You can give a person a million dollars, but if they don't have a plan or knowledge of how to spend the money, they will most likely squander it away and they will be worse off than before.  We all need a goal and a plan in our lives, without a plan you won't reach your goals.  Don't abuse your responsibility to them, if you do, then your abusing them.

It doesn't matter who you are, you don't have the right to be abusive.  No man or woman is worth being abused by.  If you are in an abusive relationship then you need to leave now.  If someone hits you and says they love you, they don't really love you.  They are insecure or they just can't control their emotions.  Either way they need help.  Don't be a fool and don't put yourself in danger one more day.  Violence is not love.  Neither is emotional abuse, such as verbal attacks.  If you listen to someone put you down and tell you your worthless then you begin to believe it, and your life can and will reflect it.  You are here for a reason...and it's not to serve someone who abuses you.

You are your ownself and never let anyone pressure you into doing anything you don't want to do.....no one.  Its aways better to be hated for who you are, than to be loved for who your not.  Just say No!  And stand by your words.  When you are "iffy"....you open the door to self doubt.  You will know what's right...it's called a conscience, it's that little voice inside you that tells you what's right and wrong.  Self is very important in life.  You have to know yourself and what your limits are, then you have a moral compass to guide you in life.  If you don't stand for something,  you'll fall for anything.  Go against your better judgement and you'll be uttering the words " I knew this was going to happen".

I know how powerful influences can be in life, there will always be somebody somewhere saying "I dare you to do this or that", you already know the outcome is not going to be good.  It's funny how we always know, but sometimes we don't listen.  Why?  Are we looking for more pain and dissapointment in our lives?  That's all the more reason to stick to the plan.  Key word being PLAN.  It's like something inside you that says, I will do this or that because it's a smart thing to do.  Thats a plan.  So when a dumb idea is put before us on the road of life we can say, NO THANK YOU.  I would have to be a fool to do that, and you know what?  Your always right.  The best laid plans in life, begins with some really good advice.

Life is not easy.  It's full of twists, turns, ups and downs.  Even the very best of us will stumble and fall. If you have a plan for the things you can control,  you'll find it a lot easier to conquer the things you can't control.  It's full of choices and every choice we make has consequences.  I just want you to see clearly that you can avoid some abuse in your life by the choices that you make.  Don't let abuse win.  Ask for help.  Talking about your problems is a great way to uncover the problem and get it worked out.  If you or someone you know is feeling abused,  find someone you can trust and talk to them. Its not too late to' STOP' Abuse

What do you think?

 "Bruises that won't go away"

As I sat on my porch one sunny day,watching the other kids have fun and play. I wondered if their dad loved them like mine, I mean all of those kids seem perfectly fine. They must think I'm weird because I don't play, but the reason I sit here I really won't say. Sometimes they make fun and call me bad names, I sit there and take it because I'm ashamed. I fight back the tears as I sit there and pray, because I have bruises that won't go away.

I can remember not long ago, it was mommy and daddy and little bro. Then things were just fine they were much better days, but alot has changed since the angels took mommy away. There was a bad fire while sleeping one night, only me and daddy made it out alright. I miss them alot, I can still feel their love, it's kinda like sunshine shining down from above. I know that they're gone and I'm here all alone, so I try very hard to be happy at home.  Daddy drinks alot and he gets really mean, I do all the laundry, I cook and I clean.  Everyday he screams and I get so sad, "Daddy, I didn't mean to be so bad. In my mind I beg and I'm pleading, but when daddy gets drunk I know I'm getting a beating. "Please no more abuse" to God I pray, heal all my bruises that won't go away.

Daddy used to call me his pride and joy, he'd hug me and kiss me and buy me a toy.  But now when I go to bed at night, I pretend I'm asleep and hold my pillow real tight. Sometimes daddy comes in and he will just lay there, he whispers I love you and runs his hands through my hair. Then there are times when I want to scream, I feel like I'm having a really bad dream.  He holds me so close I can't break free and he rubs his hands all over me.  I lay there real still and inside I pray, I wish daddy wouldn't touch me that way.  I think I'd be better if I could just run away, but where would I go and where would I stay? I must cover up all my secrets today, so no one sees bruises that won't go away.

I just feel so dirty I wish I was dead.  I have all these feelings that run through my head. Who can I talk to who can I tell?  My life is more like a living hell.  Maybe I deserve this or maybe its fate. It's tough to know what's right when your only eight.  God help me and daddy and make our life better; I just want to be safe and happy forever. Please give me a sign you hear me I pray, and heal all the bruises that won't go away.

As I sat at my desk in school one day, I guess my mind was a million miles away. The teacher asked me, "Are you doing ok?  Is there something that you'd like to say?"  I wanted to tell her and started to pray, God don't let her see bruises that won't go away.

I looked right at her and said, "No, I'm fine."  But somehow I'm pretty sure she knew I was lying.  On the bus home I started thinking, God I hope daddy hasn't been drinking.  As I walked from the bus stop down the street to my home, I began to feel like all my troubles were gone. Don't ask me how, I can't explain; it was like a huge rock being lifted off of my brain. Then I turned the corner almost there, I saw firemen, an ambulance and cops everywhere.  I told the policeman, "Sir I live here"  And then my eyes began to swell up with tears. I guess my daddy was hurting too, he missed mommy so much he didn't know what to do. Maybe the pain was more than he could stand, the cop said they found him with mommies picture in his hand. I just stood there not knowing what to say, I guess God heard my prayers today.  My daddy had bruises that would'nt go away.

I'll miss him, but I know things will be ok, Because God heals the bruises that won't go away.

written; May,15.2009 by Mark Amason ( President & Trustee ) Love Thy Neighbor

Oh boy,  That was a sad one.  I sure felt that pain.  Thats what I call bringing awareness on how abuse really hurts.  I sure felt that one.

Love to you.

Hello,  Yes verbal abuse can hurt alot.  Especially for a child.  I was a child growing up with verbal abuse.  You know my outcome.  I now know different.  I know this person did not mean what they said.  He loved me and to the best of his ability tried to raise me right.  I am more stronger and am the total opposite now then when I was a child.  We are all worthy.

I love you my friend.