For some people their heartfelt passion is their hobby or work or career which is at the very source of their identity and pride; for others it is the ones they love who is at the centre of their happiness; for yet others it is their family, their children, which is the at the heart of the meaning of their lives.

My life is dominated by a person who has abused me for 15 years, and will continue to do so with impunity until the day I die.

I do wish it wasn't so. By which I mean, I wish this wasn't the reality of my life. I could live my life by blocking it out, ignoring it, pretending its not there, living in denial and espousing "positive thinking". I have already done that. And it doesn't work.

In publicising this fact, I will be accused of letting it rule my life. But for me it doesn't change anything as this fact already rules my life, whether I publicise it or not. Me hiding it would only serve to make my accusers lives simpler by letting them avoid facing unpleasant facts while I am locked in an isolated prison suffering torture, while denied a voice and forced to suffer in silence without being able to share my my pain with anyone in order to lighten my load.

If I break that rule of silence, then I am further punished by being re-abused and re-victimised rather than supported by the very people I trusted to share the truth of my experience with.

Perhaps this is only my story and no one else's. Perhaps not. Perhaps you may realise that this could be you, too?

This is the lone, plaintive voice of the ultimate victim. The one who has been completely forsaken. One who receives no compassion and no support, one who receives no recognition and no respect.

Maybe after reading this things may change? But that is up to YOU, the reader. That much of the future IS in our hands.