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Damaged Goods

I’ve heard myself described as damaged goods .

More than once . Sometimes to my face. Often as a chinese whisper , occasionally during a spiteful argument .

When I heard it , I felt it .

It’s a phrase meant to make you feel shit. It’s meant to mean unwanted , undesirable. AVOID THIS WOMAN AT ALL COSTS – HER DAMAGE WILL INFECT YOU – DANGER!!

I’m a single mum of 40 , attempting to cling onto sanity who has so many hang ups picked up from abusive and toxic relationships that yes sometimes I can be hard work no I’m not using that phrase , that’s another one thrown at me to keep me in my place .

I’m not sure which of the 3 seems to be the biggest issue to people who want to judge (the sneerers as I like to call them -picturing Cyril Sneer from the racoons -do you remember him?)

(Thats the dude !!!)

Sorry totally distracted ….reasons I’m damaged goods !

Single mum

Yes there is no father in our house , no new partner living here to help pick up the slack. This is a fatherless household and likely always will be now . Does that make me damaged though? Well I guess we need to look at these things from the sneerers prospective … The sneerer would look at my family life I guess and decide that 4 children and not a man in the house for over a decade. Well no one else is going to want her now . Obviously something wrong with her , can’t keep a guy . Poor kids .

Except the thing is we’re a family and we’re beginning to become quite the team. The elder three are at glorious ages where they can help with school runs and make dinner and get themselves up to ensure things can run smoothly here . We’re a team – we do not have an Alpha Male team captain I’m going to give you that one but we really have no place for one !

Mental health issues

My mental health is like a little selection box of problems and quirks.

Anxiety ✔️

Meaning sometimes I avoid humans , sometimes I can’t talk on the phone . Sometimes I’m browsing the bread in Sainsburys and I’m overcome with such dread I feel I’m going to pass out and my face goes numb .

Low mood ✔️

Yep some days I’m so filled with self loathing I can’t even stand myself. Some days a happy song dare come on my playlist and I tell it to f**k off cos I’m too miserable for that (this is a true thing that happened yesterday and I did giggle afterwards at my ridiculous behaviour!)

Some trauma related issue that noone has quite gotten to the bottom of yet ✔️

This is fun this one . Hypervigalence…my goodness forever in fight or flight mode , unable to settle ,forever looking for danger.

Fun anecdote to lighten the mood on this one. The other day a bird flew past and flapped her wings slightly louder and I screamed. Shrieked in the street.

So does all this rendered me damaged ? I prefer quirky myself . Obviously the sneerers would say look at the state of her can’t even answer the phone some days , scared of her own shadow. Who on earth would want that – no one with any sense !

I’m actually quite comfy with my whirling , slightly off normal brain function these days . It was Mental Health awareness day yesterday , I read lots of stories. There are loads of us ! Are we damaged ? Well yeah maybe but we’re bloody strong and tenacious too.

Domestic abuse damage

I’ve gotten over lots of hang ups over the last few years that I was left with after years of abuse .

Once upon a time though I wasn’t me. A decade on happy with how I look and who I am .Once I KNEW I was fat and ugly and useless and the worst mum and thick and pathetic and no wonder I had no friends and everyone definitely laughed at me and thought me just an absolute bloody idiot !

Yes I was damaged by years of abuse and trauma. Yes it was added to by other people’s sneerer types comments.

Ah 2 sides to every story though.

She must have pushed his buttons.

She’d drive anyone to hit her.

Some couples just don’t mix well.

She just likes playing the victim.

No one’s ever going to want her , who’s going to take on all her issues ? No one !!

If you’re reading this and you’ve been through or are going through abuse and have heard any of these statements about yourself let me tell you now it’s bullshit .

They’re phrases that come from best ignorance though usually worse than that.

Usually to keep us quiet ,to silence our voice. I’m just some woman off the internet you don’t have to listen to me but just know these phrases are crap spoken by people who know the grand total of eff all.

So yes ok more damage here . Damage caused by another person. Damage another person or people made the conscious choice to inflict on someone. I think I know who the real danger is in this situation.

Its taken a while but I realised recently that Damaged Goods – that vile phrase definitely says more about the person using it than the person they’re saying it about.

I also realised I’m going to start owning it actually.

When I was a kid my dad worked at a sweet factory (the dream right?) on a Friday he got to bring home sweets they couldn’t sell because they were wonky or misshapen. They didn’t fit the perfect aesthetic the customer was looking for.

To us though they were special treasure that not everyone else was allowed to experience!! They were unique and delicious and when shared with the right people were received with love and appreciation.

That’s me that is !!!

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Blogtober -Day 10 – World Mental Health Day

I am taking part in blogtober and attempting to blog every day this month. Today’s Blogtober post is for World Mental Health Day. As will many posts you see written today I’m going to guess. It’s probably easy to roll your eyes at all these posts from people telling you what a struggle living with poor mental health is . Or just scroll past more advice telling you to seek help if you feel desperate. It’s probably going to have you sighing at posts such as mine here having to concede that sometimes the exercise and diet advice we receive can help.

I don’t think anyone sharing their story today though is looking to do anything but help. Hoping something in their misery or pain or suffering may resonate with another person. That it might make that person feel less alone .

That the positive stories people tell of being so close to the brink of not being able to take life anymore then still being here , fighting , embracing life could help someone .

The posts telling you that you matter , that the world needs you in it (it does) may just be the one thing a desperate person just needs to contemplate right now .

My mental health is very much a up and down thing. When I’m well it’s great and I am able to do and be so much. I have to accept though that periods of being well probably won’t last forever …that another stumble will come ..that that stumble may turn into a fall. We’ve managed to get back on our feet after every fall so far though. It’s horrific sometimes but we did it . Let’s keep trying to get back up. Even if we have to crawl a bit first , even if we have to let someone else lend a hand to help us up , even if we need carrying for a little while.

It’s so worth it .

I for one when my mental health is poor don’t want rambling nonsense ,my head is busy enough with 4 million thoughts whizzing about. So I’ll just leave links to some of my mental health blog posts below in case they are of any use to anyone .

Wishing everyone a calm , peaceful day and to the people bravely sharing their stories today a huge thank you.

It’s ok to feel crap…..and even more ok to make yourself feel better

Anxiety sucks because…

When grief hits unexpectedly

A light at the end of the tunnel of emotional abuse

Dont ignore the red flags

an A-Z of self care

Celebrating little wins

Being kinder to yourself

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Blogtober – day 9 -letters for world post day

With thanks to Annette at 3 Little Buttons for her blogtober prompts

I am taking part in blogtober and attempting to blog every day this month. Today’s Blogtober prompt is letters.

It’s a fact about me that I love writing letters !! I love the whole experience finding a nice pen , pretty paper and envelopes , the feeling of putting your thoughts down on paper and physically writing them down. Licking the envelope , placing the stamp in the right place. I find sitting and writing a letter one of the most relaxing things to do.

My letter for today though is a little bit different.

I’m writing myself a little pep talk. In advance. I’m writing this today to publish tomorrow to give myself a talking to should I need it .

I’m back in the family court tomorrow , somewhere I’d hoped I’d seen the back of as the last time was so traumatic for me. However tomorrow I am back again. I obviously won’t go into detail here but let’s just say there are people that being forced to be around just leave me needing that little pep talk .

Dear Kelly ,

Firstly I hope you’ve had breakfast…and water , not tea because it makes you jittery at the best of times. You have ? Well that’s good.

I want you to think back to the first time you did this. When you had to entrust the safety of your children to strangers. When you had to sit in a room with someone who had caused you so much trauma and pain and you were scared. You’d walk in looking at the floor so as not to catch his eye , you’d sit in a corner trembling , trying to take up as little space as possible , trying not to draw attention to yourself. reverting to the behaviour that you used during the years in the abusive relationship. It’s odd how quickly you’d flip straight back to that in his presence.

Well i don’t think you need telling this many years later but I’m going to say it none the less.

We are having none of that today.

It’s head up , stand tall , shoulders back. We don’t do hunching and looking at the ground now . You remember being told how awful your posture was because you’d held yourself that way so long? No more .

I know you’ll feel a bit anxious , that’s normal .We’ll have no trembling though , no vomiting , no feeling like you are going to faint. We’ll have deep breaths and water and concentrating on the job in hand.

On your way put your kickass playlist on your phone. Channel all those women you keep in there for times such as this . Let Beyonce and Pink do their thing until you are striding as though you indeed are Sascha Fierce.

You are strong.

You are capable.

You are able to get through the toughest of times and come out the other side and that is powerful.

You have a crack team of people who are there to give you a little hand up if you stumble , maybe give that sweet boy a text who always has the right words to calm you.

I believe in you .

Don’t forget the breakfast.

Love , Kelly

xxx

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