It’s crazy but about a year after Kae and W tied the knot in a visually beautiful outdoor ceremony she confided in me that on the day of her wedding she knew it was destined to be an unhappy one – for her anyway. This news came as a surprise to me – sort of…..
A marriage blown’ in the wind and it hadn’t even begun. WTF? I went through a slew of emotions in that moment…sadness, anger, curiosity, compassion, and lots of questions began to go through my head.
Me: Why didn’t you say something? Her: I thought it would get better. Me: What would get better? Her: He’d be happy that I was his wife. Me: Why are you unhappy? Her: He says awful things to me, he tries to control me, he puts me down. Me: He treats everyone that way I didn’t realize it was so serious. Her: It’s okay mom it’ll get better.
Needless to say I left that conversation feeling empty and worried. What hadn’t she shared with me? At that time she shared most of what was happening with his verbal abuse which translates to emotional abuse. She didn’t share about the time he threw a margarita glass at her which luckily missed her head and shattered into the wall behind her. Didn’t mention the time he walked out in a rage, got in his truck and bumped into her body with said truck, as she tried to stop him from leaving. Alerting neighbors who were quickly dismissed – calling it a misunderstanding – an accident. She didn’t tell me about the times he told her to “get the hell out of the room” so he could concentrate on his video games. Her drinking was just beginning then…..
Fast forward about 2 years. Bottom line – while throwing a temper tantrum W threw a plate of food along with his knife and fork at Kae. Remarkably the fork impaled her hand. I don’t imagine that W expected that exact scenario but that’s what he got. Kae called for help – finally.