Remember reading your most favourite fairy tale story, dreaming of being that particular princess, thinking of being a drown up and not being able to wait to meet your very own Prince Charming.
Love is one of the most amazing emotions ever, to love and to be love is just spectacular and showing love can be done in so many different ways.
Mums and dads can often show their love by telling us to wrap up warm because it’s cold outside or to put our seat belt on before they take us to our favorite place.
Friends might show us their love by buying us a present from their holiday or telling us an answer to that question we don’t really understand in class.
Siblings might let us wear that favourite top we have secretly been eyeing up o they might let us tag along to that party they swore they wouldn’t take us to.
Love is shown and given in so many ways that it’s not always on display or so easy to see but when it’s there, we feel it in our heart.
Sometimes the love we actually feel is often the best, a big hug from mum or dad, big brother ruffling our hair, holding hands with that someone special and that one kiss that makes butterfly feelings in your stomach.
Love in the right hands is just amazing, sometimes just a small gesture can upt a big smile on your face all day long and leave a glowing and warm feeling all around you. Everyone in the world should be loved and everyone should feel safe. That should be a person’s right.
We all have our own personal dreams and aspirations as we grow up, sometimes we follow our dreams and sometimes we don’t. More often than not we all have aspirations for our children too, we might want them to be a teacher, doctor or nurse, we encourage them to do well at school, we hope they don’t fall in with the wrong crowd and we worry about them when they go out without us. We often have these though patterns because we love our children and want the best for them.
But what about those children who aren’t loved, those who are abused, controlled and killed.
We can’t live in a society any longer where attitudes are, it doesn’t happen to people like us or it doesn’t happen where we live; it knows no boundaries, it does happen and it is happening right now. You can’t turn a blind eye. It might not be happening to your son or daughter but it could be to your neighbour, your uncle, brother, sisters’ best friend or one of your colleagues at work.
Just because you can’t see any physical signs of domestic abuse, does not mean that it isn’t happening behind closed doors.
Lie isn’t a fairytale and as much as we want to wrap our children up in cotton wool and bubble wrap forever, we just can’t. We have to let go of the apron strings at some point and let them take their own journey in life, even if they do take a few wrong turnings here and there, that is part of life, they have to make mistakes in order to grow and more importantly learn from those mistakes.
I think one of the most embarrassing conversations we have with our children is, “about the birds & bees” – although I’m not entirely sure who is more embarrassed – but maybe naively we might only talk about sex, it might be a quick talk so it’s done and out of the way. Do we really sit there and talk about relationships and feelings that often go hand in hand with sex. Surely, we don’t have a conversation that talks all good things in a relationship, isn’t it fair to weigh things out, we can’t give false hope on either side.
Talking about domestic abuse isn’t a thing to fear because talking about it makes us aware, gives us a choice and lets us know our options.
So many people mirror abusive behavior because they have seen it at home, been brought up to accept such behavior as normal and without conversations continually flowing, how will they know any different or ever have the courage to speak out?
An abuser takes away the voice of a survivor but this survivor wants to give them a voice.
After hearing about Mylee Billingham, I vowed to myself that in her name I would at least try and make a difference. Her story touched my heart because that could have been my Tegan.
Please consider signing my petition, to get the conversation flowing, to raise awareness and to give our young people, the next generation, the confidence to speak out.