Thursday, August 27, 2009

COVERING UP THE LIES

COVERING UP THE LIESMany years ago, while I was administrative assistant for a security company a loved one realized that I was being abused, and in order to protect that loved one, she handed me a plane ticket to Chicago to visit my brother.Just recently I was blessed to have found on facebook a family member that I lost contact with for the past ten years. No matter how much time has past and what took place in the past, we continue to have love and support for each other.She was also a victim of Domestic Violence. The family member that, shipped me off to Chicago, has enforced upon this family member not to speak to me. The lies of the past will always interfere with your future. I was called a liar that what happen to me so many years ago did not happen!!!!As I said before, you can forgive and I have forgiven but….You will never be able to forget. To my ex family member, I feel sadness for you and pity. I wish you nothing but the best. I pray that, one day you will find peace in heart. I have!!!!To all my wonderful friends and family, thank you for all your love!!!!!Rosa Torres-Sadler

COVERING UP THE LIES

COVERING UP THE LIES

THE SCARS

THE SCARS

Ten years has passed since my first surgery. For years I went into hiding, not ever feeling safe again. The Domestic Violence that has overwhelmed my life has frightened me time and time again.

With the love and support from my children, group sisters and advocates, and my wonderful friends. Their encouragement has brought me out of hiding.

No money in the world would ever be able to replace my vision. I am no longer, the woman that worked for Al Dia News Paper, I am no longer the woman that could get behind the wheel of her car and go and help other as they have helped me.

I am the woman that refuses to keep the code of silence; I am the woman that will move forward for justice not only for me but for all women who has suffered Domestic Violence.

The strong, positive, determined woman that I am would you believe that at times I still continue to have my own personal nightmares.

My heart has forgiven but….I will not forget. Many people feel you can just brush it away and move on. Not so easy. My abusers caused me my vision. Each morning I wake up and I am reminded of what was left behind after my surgery or left behind in the middle of road.

I know now that, our God has protected me for a reason. I am one of the lucky ones, yes I am a survivor. My determination and the strength that flows through me from my mother will help others. So, to my abuser, I am still here and blessed because I can speak out AGAINST DOMESTIC VIOLENCE.

THANK YOU FOR YOUR LOVE AND SUPPORT