The "ego" the sense of "I"

OK lets face the facts, the real, the emotional abuse the inability to think outside of an other's believes, the right to express yourself & be yourself without coming under you partners scrutiny. The right to live as they live not as they believe you should live because you are a different sex or belong to them. Why must one person work a full day then work to feed & look after someone that is capable of doing so themselves. Why does the other person get to work a full day then sit & drink beer whilst served upon? Why do women feel so lucky & happy to have these men in their lives?

Have we not learnt anything from the women's liberation movement & the rights for women that were gained. My mother when she was married forty years ago could not buy a household appliance without her husbands signature, even though she worked & had her own salary.

This amazes me...however I then look at my own married life & realise...she is me...I am her...I have turned into my mother & she into the person I thought I was. My mother is strong & independent, does not pamper to her husbands needs, does not bend to manipulative methods of dominance...why have I?

A blog that I read called Painters for Human Rights http://paintersforhumanrights.blogspot.com/ recently published the work of artist Aunia Kahn the piece "We Soon Forget" hit me on many levels, to the extent that I have decided to share it.

Everyone has the right to freedom of opinion and expression; this right includes freedom to hold opinions without interference and to seek, receive and impart information and ideas through any media and regardless of frontiers. Article 19, Universal Declaration of Human Rights©Aunia Kahn“We Soon Forget”

The inability to speak, make known or express a voice is one of the most basic and yet most violated rights often suppressed. In “We Soon Forget” although the silencing does not seem inherently violent, the inability to make known the woman’s plight is equal to mental and emotional strife and torture because she cannot freely make known any issue she may be facing.

Thank you Aunia Kahn, OMG, how that hit home. The woman in this picture could be me. I have lost my identity & my freedom & am now taking both back. I am going to be the strong woman that I believed I still was, how did I lose her? How did I become frighten to speak within my own home for fear of rejection or reprisal? How did I become a woman that cares for her man, more than she cares for herself? When did this happen? It is a shock to the system to finally stand face to face with myself & realise I don't like what I see. Not in the physical sense (although that could be improved) but in the "ego" the sense of "I" in my gut, I don't like what I see. The scars are deep, but they cannot be seen by the human eye. They are scars that will heal with time & add a richness to my life that I must be thankful for.