The first of the Indie Chicks to hatch…
As you know, I was invited to join a special project called the Indie Chicks. It’s an anthology of true inspirational stories from 25 female indie authors (as well as a sample of one of each woman’s books). All the proceeds (every bit) are being donated to the Susan G. Komen Foundation to help support their search for the cure to breast cancer.
Each week one of the Indie Chicks (and her story) will be featured across all our blogs. Shea Mcloud, whom everyone knows from The Big Red Chair, is first up…
Knight in Shining Armor
by Shéa MacLeod
It’s strange how long a bruise can last.
Long after the physical evidence is gone, the muscles remember. A raised hand or an angry voice, and the body flinches away. The mind tries to forget, bury the pain deep … but the scars are forever.
It didn’t start that way, of course. He said all the right things. Did all the right things. When I was sick he took care of me. When my car broke down he fixed it. I thought I’d finally found my knight in shining armor.
What I’d found was a nightmare. The minute I was hooked, everything changed. It started with the name calling, the blame, the bouts of rage. As time passed, he turned increasingly violent. It was always my fault. I was useless. I’d never be anything. Do anything. Accomplish anything.
If I tried to fight him, he threatened to destroy everyone I loved. To ruin their lives. Stupidly, I believed him.
He was always sorry after.
You might ask why I didn’t leave. It’s a fair question. But until you’ve been there, until you’ve lived through that, you have no idea how messed up a woman’s head gets when she has to live through that day after day. There is no such thing as confidence, self-esteem. You learn to live with the overwhelming conviction that this is all there is. You have nowhere else to go.
That’s the very worst part of abuse. Beyond the bruises and the emotional scars. The absolute knowledge that this is the way you will live. And most likely the way you will die. You don’t deserve anything else.
In a way, I was lucky. I had something else. A secret weapon, if you will. I just had no idea back then how powerful that weapon was.
I could write.
All through those nightmare years I wrote. Not about what I was living through, but about something else. An imaginary world where I would escape, where I was strong. A place where I kicked bad guy ass. A place where I was my own hero.
The writing kept a spark of something alive in me. My soul? Hope? Who knows. But one day, that tiny spark of something flared up. I couldn’t take another minute.
I had nothing. No money. Nowhere to go. But I walked out that door and never looked back.
Nobody rode in on a white horse to save me. I saved myself.
It was a very long uphill struggle to get healthy again, but through it all I kept writing. Writing had always been my passion, now it was my salvation, too.
Through writing I regained my sense of self. I grew strong. Stronger than I ever had been before. Words poured from me as my mind and body healed itself. Slowly but surely I recovered.
It’s nine years later and that life seems like a distant nightmare. The woman I was then could never have dreamed of the life I am living today.
The writing has never stopped. It just moved with me, changing zip codes. I now write in a sunny room in a Georgian townhouse in London, England. I have self published two novels and am about to publish the third. My stories, while sometimes holding a dark edge, are still full of hope and my readers love them. I am now selling enough that I can stay at home and write full time. I made my dreams a reality.
You can, too.
The day I walked out of that abusive relationship was the day I became my own hero. That one action changed everything.
If you or someone you know is in an abusive relationship, please visit the Hot Peach Pages for a list of agencies all over the world who help women living in domestic violence.
No woman deserves to be abused and mistreated. It’s time to say NO to violence.
It’s time to be your own hero.
“This is one story from Indie Chicks: 25 Women 25 Personal Stories available on Amazon and Barnes & Noble. To read all of the stories, buy your copy today. Also included are sneak peeks into 25 novels! My novel, DRAGON WARRIOR, is one of the novels featured. All proceeds go to the Susan G. Komen Foundation for Breast Cancer.”
Indie Chicks is available on Amazon and Barnes & Noble.
Thanks for posting my story, Prue!
Shea’s story is so strong and powerful. The Indie Chicks are really an amazing group of women!
What an amazing story. So glad you made it out Shea and that you’re still writing!
It’s still happening…………this was my first thought when I read Shea’s story. All I could do (for that minute or two) was relive my own hell and feel her pain. Thankfully, I finally found the strength and left my ex-husband 29 years ago. But sometimes, even now, the memories of the abuse still emerge. I always say that the physical scars and bruises heal so much quicker than the ones that affect our hearts and minds ever do.
But….it’s NOT a fair question to ask why she didn’t leave!! She couldn’t and that’s that…until she did.
Sorry about that but the world really does need to know that domestic violence (physical, emotional, mental, intellectual, sexual) is just not right, no matter what.
On a brighter note…what a wonderfully, expressive person Shea is. And there’s absolutely not one iota of self-pity in her writing. I sincerely wish her all the best for her future
Shea’s story is an inspiration for all the women still trapped in abusive relationships. Thanks for sharing, Shea!
Good for you, Shea, and thanks for your courage in sharing your story. You make a difference.
Shea, your story is so inspiring. I know, somewhere, a woman is reading it and finding the catalyst she needs to seek and find hope. Thanks for sharing.
Omg look at that body on the cover wow!