emotionally bruised

emotionally bruised.

this passage is extracted from the "Paragraph Development" worksheet,
that my English teacher, Mr Terence Goh, gave to the class.
i know that its just supposed to be a passage teaching us,
paragraph development by comparison.
but the content in this paragraph is really worth reading and knowing.
thus, read this passage word by word. sentence by sentence.
and you'll find yourself nodding along, agreeing to what this passage is about to say..

When we talk of child abuse, the first thing that comes to mind is the physical abuse that an adult inflicts upon a child. We read of parents pouring hot water on a child or of a child chained to a door and put in isolation for days. Most parents condemn such acts, saying that they would never abuse a child.
But what about emotional abuse? Just as physical caning inflicts a physical scar on the child, a frown from the parent showing disdain for the child also inflicts a scar, an emotional scar. Similarly, just as the physical wound takes time to heal, an emotional wound also takes time to heal, in fact, a longer time.
Emotional abuse also causes a child to withdraw from the person inflicting the pain, in the same way that a child will recoil from fire if he has been physically abused with fire before.

have you ever felt your heart shattering into a million pieces from that single frown on your parent's face?
well, i have.
that disappointment in their face is sth that you'll never ever forget.
neither would you be able to forget it.
like what the passage says, an emotional scar.
a scar that would take a long time to heal..
you can never find see an emotional scar from the outer-appearance of a person.
because, there are never any traces to be found.
yes, you can sense that the person has been emotionally hurt.
but due to what, you'll never know unless he/she has chosen to divulge that unhappy past in you.
its useless forcing or pestering non-stop to tell you.
even if you swear not to tell anyone else,
they simply wouldnt say.
because to tell of that certain story once again,
is like opening up a wound that has been stitched up, and to pour salt into it.
making it even harder to heal.
however, if they're ready to share that story with you.
be the one who's there for them. listen to their story. place yourself in their shoes.
they do not need any sympathy or whining.
all they want is for you to understand and lend them a helping hand to step out of those shadows.
they want to be in the light again. they want to be rid of that black past.
be that someone who was there for them when they needed someone...

i've told my black past to a few chosen close friends of mine.
friends whom i know i can trust.
friends whom i know would be there for me when i needed them.
yet, after telling to them..
indeed, they've helped me walked out of the shadows a little.
however, those unhappy memories still haunt me at times.
i know that i will never be rid of them as they are part of my past.
they are a part of me. i will never be able to shake them off.
thus, i've chosen to live with them. chosen to continue walking on with them.
till i've found the someone who can really be there for me whenever i needed him.
i must admit that its really been tough on him.
having to be there for me 24/7.
its not easy for me to walk out of that black memory, and he understands it perfectly well.
he doesnt tell me that i must and i have to walk out of that black past.
all he says is that he'll be there with me to walk me out of it.
who knows how long its going to take?
who knows if i'll ever walk out of it?
even i myself, have no answers to these questions.
but what i do know is that he means his words, and that i can depend on those words of his.

its 17.12 right now.
he's resting, while here i am, typing away..
well..
i just want to thank him for being there for me all those nights when i was unable to get to sleep.
i shall quote one of his sentences as those are the words which i want to say to him as well.
i'm not going anywhere. i'm right here. and i'll always be here for you no matter what.
thanks for being there for me today when i was feeling so down.
just hearing your soothing voice really calms me down.
and it simply lit up a smile on my face without me knowing.
thanks alot.. my dear boyfriend.

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