I posted Maybe Bogie Needs Professional Training when he pulled me off my feet and I landed - hard. The most painful damage was to my hands. The most obvious damage was from the impact of my cheek onto the sidewalk curb.
I looked like I was in a bar fight. There was a scrape on my cheek. And I had a gloriously purple shiner that ran from under my eye to part of my eyelid.
I had to sign papers for my new job the next day. I covered up the bruises and scrapes as best I could, but it was still obvious. And no one asked what happened.
The cover-up made my eye water so I stopped covering the bruise. I went to the gym. I went shopping. And no one who didn't already know me asked what happened.
I had a funny version of the story all prepared. But no one asked.
I haven't lived in a smallish town for more than 20 years. In my hometown, almost everyone would have known I wasn't the victim of domestic abuse. I don't know if it's the size of the town or a sign of the times that people won't ask what happened.
Are they afraid they will put a domestic violence victim on the spot?
Or do they just not care?
I had a funny version of the story all prepared. But no one asked.
Showing posts with label don't ask about black eye. Show all posts
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Monday, June 17, 2013
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