from a while ago, because I wish I had the courage to show it to the people I was with tonight. I was peripherally involved in a conversation​ about abuse. I don't want to go into the conversation but everyone was being a jackass. The people I see everyday don't know this story about me, and I wonder if maybe they'd feel differently about things if they did. It's heartbreaking when a group of self-proclaimed feminists (or, at least, not-not-feminists) cast judgment upon a woman who is clearly suffering at the hands of an abusive partner.