#TraumaAndTriumph

I’ve said in the past that Mr. Bat saved me and that without him I would be lost. I give him so much credit and praise because he’s the one that gave me a reason to leave my toxic family and hometown and he’s been by my side ever since. That being said....
(1)
It’s such bullshit.
I’ve been doing some self reflecting lately, and thinking back on my life and how it has changed, especially in these last six years that I’ve been with him. It’s been amazing and I am so happy, don’t get me wrong. But Mr. Bat didn’t save me. I saved me.
(2)
Before I met him, I was surviving. Maybe not as well as I am now, but I worked hard to make the best of things. I worked hard to make things work out. And they did. Every time. (3)
I was the one busting my ass at a shitty job, making $100/wk, and using that to feed three people and pay for gas. I was the one going to school and absolutely killing it in business law, economics, and I passed algebra. I’m the one who tested out of the other Gen Ed classes.
(4)
I’m the one who broke up fights, who protected my sister, who stood up to my dad every time- even when I knew it would make things worse. I’m the one who spoke at regional summits, who graduated high school with honors and college credit, while facing abuse at home daily.
(5)
Me. I did that. Myself. Way before I met Mr. Bat. Yes, he gave me an excuse to finally leave and not look back, but he didn’t put in the work for me. He helped me find the space to grow into the person I am today, but /I/ did it.
(6)
In life, he is my partner. The light and love of my life.
But my hero?
That’s me.
(End)
And if you’re a survivor, you deserve to be your own hero. Whatever abuse you faced, whatever trauma you went through, you’re the one that did the work to survive. You’re the one that made it work, however you had to. YOU did that. No one can ever take that away from you.
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