If I could speak of one incident done by my abuser it would be this. As I was pushed out of a moving vehicle not long ago by my abusive husband, who had just got done beating me at home, and then he dragged me into the car so he could continue berating me. I lay on the concrete, crying, bleeding and numb, as other vehicles continued to pass by without stopping.
I don’t even remember how long I lay there, or how many dozens of cars passed me, but it felt like it was one after another, before someone actually came over, but they were not in a car, but were on their bike, as I recall. I was hurt, but was able to walk. My abuser came back and the nice young man on his bike didn’t seem to know what to do to help me.
This was not the first time I was beat up, but for some reason, this was was more traumatizing, as most times I have been beaten when no one was around, but being pushed out of the car, and so many people just driving by and not caring, left me horrified. I had heard stories about people ignoring victims of abuse, but I never thought people actually did that, when it is right in front of them, and never thought so many people would not actually care to stop and help me. It seems that victims of domestic violence like me don’t matter to people. Hope to escape my abuser someday.