Before Emma married Jack, he had been sweet. The perfect gentleman. Type you take home to Mama.
Then a switch seemed to occur in his brain …
He had been mentally and physically abusing her for just over two years. Today she needed to get out. His obsession with strange, inaccurate representation of bi women in porn and mainstream media and his violent tendencies had killed a love that could have been good.
She picked up all the inspirational notes that kept her going for two years. Felt her stomach.
My sweet baby, from now on things will be different.
The inspiration for this story came from reading about how bi women are more vulnerable when it comes to domestic abuse than other women and people of other genders and sexualities. I’m not bisexual but I am pansexual and I think this applies to any woman whose sexuality falls somewhere in the middle or who doesn’t label their sexuality but who can have feelings for more than one gender. So I found it very sad and actually could make me a bit nervous if I let it. Please do try to remember that we all are human with feelings who want to be loved, not hurt. I don’t think most people are cruel like this but unfortunately there is a lot out there. So I wanted to write this story to highlight something I found very unsettling and in a slight way give a voice to those afraid to say something of the horrific abuse they’ve received out of the fear of the reaction or for anyone in general who has faced this pain and who is scared to speak out for whatever reason.
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