There can be no excuse for abuse

Anyone who thinks that because a woman has low self-esteem and may be too scared to say “no” deserves to be abused/taken advantage of/hurt/disrespected is a low life. Having low self-esteem does not make you a low life. Taking advantage of someone that you perceive as weaker makes you a low life. Child abuse, spouse battery, animal cruelty is all carried out by low lifes – irrespective of whatever excuse they have for doing what they do. They always have an excuse. Low self-esteem is not an excuse. Do children have low self-esteem before they are abused or does it develop after they have been abused? Low lifes see them as an easy target. Do animals have low self-esteem? No, they too are perceived as an easy target.

So, any low lifes out there who are doing this, sadly you will always find someone or something to do it to, because there will always be children, animals and humans that you can do it to.


Why women stay in abusive relationships

All the time I have been dealing with abuse, healing from an abusive marriage, writing about abuse, reading books about it, talking about it with friends, family, other women, the one question that gets posed the most is: “why doesn’t she just leave?”

It was a question often said to me by well-meaning (but totally misinformed) friends after I’d started disclosing about my abusive marriage and it was one I used to think about deeply. It seemed so simple – I mean, why didn’t I just leave? What was stopping me? I did leave, loads of times, but I kept going back – especially after he showed such remorse and such love towards me. And it’s a question I never could really, truly understand until after I’d left, for good. But it’s one I’ve given a lot of thought to since and it’s why I’ve created a new page here on this site: Why women stay. Read it. I’d be interested to hear what you think.


Women do well out of divorce – except when divorcing an abuser

Like you, I’ve heard people comment in the past that women do well out of divorce. I watched, read about and listened to countless men lament about how they have been taken to the cleaners by the ‘ex-wife’. It’s a particular favourite of male comedians I’ve noticed to make jokes like “I used to be rich but then I got divorced” and so on. I also personally know many women who have never had a career or any opportunity to amass fortunes of their own, have got married and never had to work, then got divorced and now seem to be in the same enviable position (own house/no mortgage and a regular monthly income) but not married. Where is their money coming from? The ex-husband.

With all this evidence around me, I had no choice but to believe the widely held view that women do well out of divorce and (that being the case) the other widely held view is that men do badly in divorces. Being a natural sceptic – actually, sceptic has negative connotations. It’s truer to say that I have a naturally questioning nature and tend to (naturally) differentiate fact and opinion. So, being naturally ‘cautious’, I always thought this belief about divorce and how women do well out of it to be rather hackneyed but I had no evidence to back me up and plenty of evidence not to. That was until I got divorced myself that is.

Irrespective of the fact that he was controlling and abusive throughout our marriage, my ex-husband had his own house before we met. I didn’t but I had my own business, which whilst miles away from being an empire, was doing okay and making enough to pay the bills and then some. My ex had given up his job (in banking) to set up his own business, which at the time we met was not doing well as it was in its early stages. Fair enough. He had sold his house and just completed on a new one a couple of months before we met. Anyway, to cut a long story short, we met, started dating and moved in (at his insistence) within a few months. We got married a year later. During the early stages of our relationship, the money my business was bringing in paid most of the bills while has business got established. He then insisted we join the businesses up. I didn’t want to but we were married and at the time that’s what I thought you had to do as a married couple – share everything. I was also getting pressure from his parents to do what he suggested and “go along with him” because it would be easier in the long run. So, we joined the businesses up – even though they operated in completely different and none complementary sectors. However, mine continued to thrive, his didn’t. Rather cleverly, however, by making himself commercial director of the two companies he had complete control over all of the finances. I didn’t get a salary, instead he gave me money for food shopping and anything else I had to ask for, which always provoked an abusive response. One time, I needed new tires on my car and I’d been telling him for months until the ones I had on were pretty much illegal and I had a business meeting to drive to that was some 300 miles round trip. He still refused to give me the money so I had to do the trip on illegal and downright dangerous tires. In the end I had to resort to what I consider to be under handed conduct to get the money (and which my business was generating!!!) to get my new tires. I sneaked into his office when he wasn’t there, took the company cheque book and cashed a cheque at the bank for the money for the tires. I knew he’d find out, so I told him what I’d done after the tires had been fitted and my car was once again legal and safe and he went absolutely ballistic. I got such abuse after that one.

There were loads of other incidences like that that I could go into but I’m getting off the point here about divorce. I wanted to just set the scene for you to show how things were financially during my abusive marriage.

Anyway, when I left him, there was loads of legal wrangling about the businesses and stuff that had gone on there (he’d been misappropriating money and fraudulently applying for financial grants and so on). Aside from that, there was the small matter for me of divorce and I knew I would have to be the one to do it because he would never divorce me. I also knew, because of his abusive character, that I would need legal help – and the right sort of legal help (your average high street lawyer is not equipped to handle characters like him) and that doesn’t come cheap. So, I engaged an expensive but really good city-based lawyer who knew exactly what she was dealing with and advised me appropriately. I didn’t worry too much about the money because I knew that there was equity in the family home that I was entitled to which would cover the divorce costs. I didn’t really care about money above and beyond that because I just wanted to be free of him and his crap AND I knew I could start making money from my new business (like I had before) as soon as it was all over.

It was at that time, I trawled the internet, websites, forums, blogs and so on looking for information from people who had left abusive marriages, divorced their spouses from those marriages. I wanted to know how much money they’d got – these women who supposedly (according to popular opinion) had done so well out of divorce. I found nothing. I assumed (at the time) that it was because divorce and financial settlements are taboo subjects that people (even anonymously) don’t want to talk about. However, I now know that that wasn’t the case. Certainly not in my case anyhow. I can reveal to the world here that who does better out of the divorce has nothing to do with whether you are a man or a woman, how much money you had before you got married or how much you accrued during the marriage, it all depends upon who you were married to and what type of character they are. Unfortunately, (man or woman) if you were married to a controlling abuser with narcissistic personality disorder or anyone of that nature you will come out of the divorce at best with nothing and at worst heavily in debt. That is just the way it is. And looking back in hindsight I wish I’d accepted that sooner than I did because I perhaps would not have fought quite so hard to defend my rights, which is where the lawyers fees went. I would have just got divorced from him as soon as I could and got on with rebuilding my life.

My ex husband used all his best controlling, abusive manipulation to ensure that there was no money at the end of the day. He sold the house (the one asset) to a “friend” for £100K less than it had been valued some six months earlier, which meant that there was nothing left after all the mortgage arrears were cleared (yes, I also found out he had £23,000 of mortgage arrears). I had no way of proving that there was money elsewhere, he’d made sure of that and yet my side of the business had generated over £125,000 of business during the previous 12 months! Where was all that money? I didn’t know and to this day I still don’t.

So, if anyone is out there, like I was three years ago, looking for evidence that they will get a financial settlement, if you are divorcing this type of character, chances are you won’t. They are the meanest people on earth and in my husband’s case, also very astute. They know exactly what they can do to get away with it. and unless you can prove otherwise and even then the law is not on your side because certain information such as that obtained without their prior knowledge is not acceptable in many courts.

So, all those women I know who are living a life of lunches and golf days in a house that was paid for with the divorce settlement and enjoy monthly maintenance payments so they don’t have to work and all those ex-wives of comedians were not only married to rich men, they were married to honest and decent men (although, I doubt they would agree). It’s true though, if your ex is the type of character who approaches divorce from the point of view of winning the battle – NO MATTER WHAT – like my ex was, there will be nothing left. My husband was determined I would get nothing and he was even willing to destroy himself in the process as well as me.

There is an upside to this though: he destroyed himself and thought he was destroying me because he thought I needed the money like he did to survive. Well, while he is now destroyed, I have survived – even without the money. Ha, he didn’t see that coming did he!


Theme change

Hi to everyone!

If you’re new to this site, this won’t apply to you but if you are one of its very valuable and valued followers, I’d like to explain a bit about the change of theme. You will remember the last one was a green colour and had an illustration of a woman down the right hand side. The boxes were also dark green and the text white. While I like the girl image (which lent itself to the title of the Thinking Woman), I was beginning to find the dark boxes and white text a strain to read. If I found it a strain, I’m sure some of you must have. So, I’ve changed to a much ‘cleaner’ design. Cleaner and easier on the eye.

Hope you like it! x


My escape from domestic violence, three years on

It seems so far away now, a distant memory. Reading these pages and posts again I am reminded of what it was like and I think “Oh, yeah, I remember that” but it’s like I’ve stuffed it way down inside because it hurt so much. I’m talking about my abusive marriage. A marriage I managed (eventually) to escape from three years ago. Three years. Wow! A lot has happened in three years.

I don’t see him now, don’t have anything to do with him or anyone associated with him. I’m still paying off the money I borrowed to pay solicitors to get him out of my life and to stop him dragging me down into litigious pit he was sinking into but in that sense (to get HIM out of my life), it was worth every penny and (come to think of it) was probably quite cheap.

I’ve got my life back on track. My business is going well without him (as it was before I even met him). I’ve started dating again, although that is bringing up some emotional challenges but I am dealing with them. One guy showed me, in no uncertain terms, that he sees woman as slaves to men, although he tried to say it in a charming way, so I told him to go get lost. It kind of spooked me a bit – not because of him but because of me: I chose him to go on a date with, missing all the signals.

My therapist asked: “Do you trust men?” it would be totally acceptable if I didn’t, given what I went through in my marriage, all the lies, manipulation and deceit. I thought for a second about all the male role models I have around me; my Dad, brother, friends, work colleagues, customers, most of whom are great guys and decent people who treat me well (aside from my Dad but I stay away from him). So, it’s not that I don’t trust men, it’s that I don’t trust me to pick the right ones. After all, I also chose my husband.

I know I need to listen to my gut more and start trusting that more than my head. See, my head tells me these guys (the ones I’ve dated in the past and my ex husband) are fine. A little controlling and perhaps difficult characters sometimes but otherwise okay but actually that’s far from the truth. See, mostly I’ve been thinking that just because these guys want me, and pick me and show that they are really interested in me, that I have to go along with it. I’ve told myself, in the past, this might be the only one who feels this way about you, you better hang on to him, when actually I should have told them all “GO FUCK THEMSELVES”. I don’t think a nice man is going to love me.

But that is not true. I am worthy of love and I am worthy of being loved by someone really nice and who really cares for me and while I have been filling my life with these deadbeats, I have not left room for the nice guys to come in. So, now I am. I am dating and keeping my emotions really close to my chest so that I don’t give anything away to anyone who doesn’t deserve it. I have not met my nice guy yet, but I am having a lot of fun in the meantime.

Sometimes I wonder if I ever will allow myself to be available for anyone. I am sooooo happy by myself. And I don’t know whether I will or not. It’s not a decision I have to make, I mean, it’s not like I’m joining a religious order or something “you have to make up your mind if you are willing to be celibate for the rest of your life and you have to do it now and stand by it forever”. It’s not like that. I’m just going with the flow.

I feel like I am healing well from my hurt and am living my life in a positive way. I do need to do more stuff that I really love and choose some nice friends whose company I find stimulating and interesting instead of allowing myself to be chosen by people who want me to be their friends – but on their terms. I’ve not really begun to do that yet but I will.

I hope anyone in a similar position to me three years ago who may have stumbled upon this post will take heart and know that you can get beyond this and survive. All the shit and crap, no matter how bad it may seem now, will fade at some point, just like it has for me.


Ex husband threatening suicide

My ex-husband turned up at my door the other day. Luckily, I saw him coming through the window so I had a minute or so to collect myself. It’s like him to turn up unannounced, no warning, in the middle of the working day. I knew that if I didn’t answer the door, he wouldn’t go away but then I feared that if I did, he would put his foot in it like he used to so I would not be able to close it and get rid of him. I felt fearful but at the same time, bolstered by the knowledge I’ve spent the past two years acquiring about people like him. He has a personality disorder, I’m sure of it, and it makes him unpredictable, arrogant and manipulative. That was my other fear, that he would try and manipulate me into listening to him or doing something. On my way down to answer the door, I decided it was time to put into practice the one thing I’ve learned as the only way to deal with his sort that works, and the only thing I never did just after I left him and that is to “cut the tie”. But there was a part of me that was curious – I wanted to know what he was up to, why he was here but I knew it would be dangerous to engage in conversation.

I opened the door and said: “What do you want?” I know it was wrong. I should have said “go away” but a part of me wanted to give him the opportunity to show me that he’s changed somehow (I know, I know…. silly me!). He said: “I’ve just come to see you.” I said: “Well, I don’t want to see you.” He then proved to me that he has not changed a bit and nor does he have any intention of doing so by saying: “What about the dog?” to which I replied: “He doesn’t want to see you either.” He then proceeded to try and engage me in one of his arguments to try and ‘guilt’ me into doing what he wanted me to do, which was to invite him in so he could resume control over me.

For a tiny second, I began to feel sorry for him. He looked a pathetic figure, much older than I’d remembered all pallid and ageing. He also smiled when I opened the door and I remembered that smile from the first time we met, how open and engaging it was. A part of me wanted to jump into his arms and have him hug me and say sorry and that everything would be okay but then I remembered the many dozens of times I’d done that when we were married and everything had NOT been okay. It’s just his lair, his trap to try and get me in again. I didn’t fall for it. I told him to go away and I shut the door. He went.

A few days later, there was a knock at the door. This time it was a Police officer: “Are you [name]?” “yes” “May I come in a second?” I let the officer in. It was about Mr [name] (my ex husband). Apparently, he’d been in a business meeting (which obviously) had not been going his way and had stormed off in a rage, threatening to harm himself. The officer wanted to know if he had tried to contact me. I told the officer about his visit but I also told him that my husband and I have been divorced for a year now and he is no longer my responsibility nor am I interested in getting involved. The officer said he understood (because he was aware of the Police records of domestic violence against me), he apologised for disturbing me, thanked me for my time and left.

This was a great lesson for me in staying focused on my own need for closure and release rather than succumbing to my ex-huband’s demand for attention, drama and control.

As to him “harming himself”. I’m in two minds about that. On the one hand, I wish he would kill himself. I know that is a horrid thing to say but if you knew what hell that man has put me through for five years, you’d understand. On the other hand, I’d rather he didn’t because I know he would set it up so as to blame me, so that everyone would feel sorry for the abandoned husband who loved his wife so much that he couldn’t live without he and killed himself and he has ‘fans’ out there who would believe it. That’s the injustice I have to live with.

Anyway, so far no news so I am assuming that means he’s still alive.


Self-esteem at work – don’t allow yourself to be a target for abuse

I had a really great insight the other day: I’d just finished a big piece of work for a client and I was worried about how it would be received. I’d put my heart and soul into it and spent days at the computer preparing a research report, which I then had to deliver to the client. The thing is, it was research into how they are perceived in the market place by their existing and potential customers and industry influencers and the resultant feedback was not good. The feedback was not good but the piece of work I’d done in obtaining it was (even though I say it myself) really good. I was worried, however, that it would be a case of “shoot the messenger”, you know, that they would not like what they were reading and take it out on me.

This has happened in the past with clients, and when I was employed with colleagues/bosses. I called it “the dog-kick syndrome”. What I mean is that someone is having a bad day, my boss for example. Perhaps he or she is having a hard time from their boss and so they deal with it by coming and “kicking” me by giving me a hard time about something that would otherwise have been overlooked or considered trivial. I’ve allowed myself to be that dog for too many years and absorbed my fair share of undeserved meanness because of someone else’s “bad day”.

I was worried that this would be another case in point, that I would deliver this research and instead of focussing on what a good and insightful piece of work it was, they would get so wrapped up in the negative comments about themselves that they would turn it around on me.

But then I had my insight! This voice came into my head and it said: “Well, you know what, if they are so short-sighted that all they can do is blame you for their short-comings then they don’t deserve to work with you and you should ditch them and find yourself another more deserving client instead.” I don’t know where this voice came from but it did – loud and clear! I realised that I don’t have to be that dog anymore, I can quite simply get up and leave the pack and go join another more respectful and appreciative one at the first sign of any petulant outbursts or meanness. I gotta tell you, it may seem simple but it was quite liberating.

As it turned out, I am happy to report, the presentation to the client went really well. They were (understandably) shocked and taken aback by the feedback contained in the research but they were also really pleased to ‘know’ it so they can now do something about it. They thanked me (verbally and via email) for a sterling job.

Excellent! I hope this means I have left all the dog-kickers behind once and for all.


Being abused can become an addiction

Controversial but true.

Why do I make such a contentious statement and who am I to presume such knowledge?

I’m a survivor and escapee of domestic abuse (physical, mental, emotional and financial). I married in 2005 after a whirlwind, 11-month relationship. We were married less than three months before the abuse began in earnest (although emotional abuse started on honeymoon). He took control of every aspect of our lives, including the business I’d spent 10 years building from scratch. I tried to leave him several times during our marriage but was penniless as he had control of all our money. Thankfully, I was blessed by a client (who had been a client since before I met my husband) who took pity on me and started to pay money directly into a an escape fund I set up in a secret bank account until I had enough money to run away. During our four-year marriage, I was beaten, spat at, pissed on, subjected to mental and emotional torture, humiliation, abuse, bullying, harassment and stalking and left almost £200,000 in debt. My husband was arrested three times cautioned. Since I left him, he has waged a one-man war against me, bad-mouthing me to anyone who will listen and turning the abuse around to make out he was the victim. I’ve spent the past two years studying abuse and trying to make sense of why it happened to me.

When I first left my husband, friends and family suggested I get the hell away – right away but I wouldn’t. I wanted to stay close because I thought, over time, he would come to accept our marriage was over and do the right thing (the right thing by both of us). I had financial issues to consider because of our business and felt sure that given time my husband would revert back to the charming, kind and reasonable man he was when I first met him. I felt that if I stayed close by and was ‘friendly’ to him that he would reciprocate with reasonableness. It never happened. All that happened was that I was available to more of his abuse, my suffering was prolonged and I unknowingly gave credence to his campaign of persuading people that he was the victim and me the perpetrator.

Looking back, I can see that getting the hell away would have been the better option for me and would have accelerated the healing process. It would have also been better for me if I’d accepted sooner that there would be no money, no divorce settlement nor ‘equitable sharing of the assets’. Abusers don’t share – especially with their victims. They are more likely to destroy everything – even if it means them going without – than to share (which is exactly what my husband did).

Looking back now, I can see that over time I’d become addicted to the abuse, to the drama and it was this addiction I was finding hard to let go of.

Physiological addiction – drama (which is what abusers live by) causes stress, which releases hormones and endorphins which if prolonged are addictive.

Psychological addiction – when living with constant abuse, over time, you numb yourself to ease the pain. The drama, although not pleasant at least makes you feel alive, although you don’t choose it. It’s not like you suddenly become masochistic. It’s also familiar and because you are so traumatised you feel the need to stay in familiar surroundings otherwise you can so easily become disorientated.

Being abused distorts your sense of reality. You see everyone as a potential perpetrator and every situation as potentially negative or challenging. You become paranoid. Drug addicts or alcoholics display many of these same symptoms and issues.

Of course none of this is done consciously. It’s not like you WANT to be addicted to abuse, it just happens if you are imprisoned by it and subjected to it for long enough.

The good side to all this is that, as with all addictions, it signposts the way to a cure, to healing from the addiction and becoming clean. A 12-step programme would probably yield amazing results with abuse victims, as it does with alcoholics but the first step is, as with all addictions, to realise and recognise that you are in fact addicted. Without that first step, the rest cannot unfold.


Bullies, Abusers and Brainwashing

Bullies and abusers are often scary, aggressive and threatening. They can also lull their ‘targets’ (victims) into a false sense of security by being really ‘friendly’ towards them, making out they care and saying things like: “You know, it’s strange but I’ve never connected with anyone like I feel I’ve connected with you. You get me like no-one else does and I get you too.”

It’s a natural and automatic human reaction, upon hearing a comment like that, to open up and want to connect even more so targets often find themselves unwittingly revealing things to the bully, perhaps even very deep intimate things or past hurts, that they wouldn’t normally reveal to anyone (other than a trained counsellor), thinking (of course) that the information will be welcomed and received respectfully. It often is, initially. The bully (who the target may not think of as a bully or abuser at this early stage) will say something like: “Gosh, I’m really glad you shared that with me. I understand how hurt you must have felt when it happened. I would never treat anyone like that.” This makes you feel even closer, which may prompt you to reveal even more. It also sets the bully apart in your mind from most other people in your life with whom you probably have not shared such deep, intimate information because you felt that it would be either unwelcome or you would be disrespected or judged. You begin to see the bully/abuser as ‘really special’. Even when s/he shows their bullying/abusive side to anyone else, you overlook it initially or excuse it because (you tell yourself) that the other person doesn’t know him (or her) like you do, doesn’t know that they are sweet and charming and so they probably deserved it. You may even see the bullying or abuse as ‘assertiveness’ and may even admire it initially.

But what you don’t know is that this is all part of the bully/abuser’s game. The truth is that no matter what they say to the contrary, they don’t care about you because they can’t. It is often the case that narcissistic abusers in particular can’t care about anyone or anything except ‘the power game’ they play. That’s all they care about and all their empathy and sympathy is false and a way of relaxing you, getting you to open up and reveal things to them, personal things, that they can then use against you at a later stage to keep you hooked. The more they know about you, your weaknesses and foibles, the more ‘ammunition’ they have to use against you if you don’t tow the line and play the game with them. I guarantee that if you continue a relationship with a bully or abuser, at some point, whatever you’ve revealed to them will be thrown back at you and you will be made to feel it was your fault, that YOU did it and that you are the most evil person on the planet to have done such a thing or that you are weak and pathetic. They will even drop in someone else’s name, making out that they think you are evil/weak/pathetic too, often someone who is extremely important to you.

Classic bullying starts with a breaking down of the subject/target/victim so that they can then rebuild you as they want you to be – theirs! There are many organisations that use bullying techniques to train new recruits (the Military, religious cults and so on) and they do it by weakening the person so that they more or less become reliant and incapable of functioning without the person or organisation that is doing the bullying. This them enables classic brainwashing: stripping the target of all of their so far acquired beliefs, opinions, views and feelings and replacing them with pre-scripted, organisational beliefs, opinions and views. Bullies and abusers do the same to their victims.

The moral of the story is: be careful who you open up to. If someone has made you previously feel uncomfortable or scared, go with that feeling and avoid them like the plague – even if they come on really strong with the charm and “want to get to know you”.


Abuse iceberg – the bit we see is usually just the tip

So, some nut job has gone and shot several people dead in an American trailor park and then turned the gun on himself, all because his eggs weren’t cooked right!

It begs the question: what untold horrors had that woman had to endure prior to this incident? We will never know now because the bastard killed her. Well, I hope he rots in hell – and all others like him (including my ex).

I keep having to say this over and over again to the Police – by the time she calls you, she has already endured too much! They seem to think the first call is just a warning.


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