Day 53

A friend and I were texting, and she was relaying the things she'd suffered in a previous marriage, and spoke about how long it took her to finally get away from the violent man.  

I always feel like my wounds are less than others', because I didn't get punched or choked or slapped.... But when she said, "Kudos to you, my dear, for freeing yourself from the black eyes no one sees... I'm uber proud of you.", I burst into sobs.  

The black eyes no one sees..... It was validating and somehow really beautiful, to be understood by someone.  Understood to the core.