Finding a New Path

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Finding a New Path

There’s a beautiful Polish movie on Netflix. It’s called “in for a murder.” The ending is so beautiful 

She says to someone “that is not my story anymore.” I loved that phrase so much. It talks about letting go of the past and letting go of old stories. My good friend talked to me today about choosing not to engage with old stories and finding a new path. 
He is a good friend. He found me in the right place at the right time. I would like to share an unpopular opinion

But I actually would like to write it a bit further down as it is so deep and personal I don’t want to share it in the preview. But you know what who cares.

Hang on if I post a picture now it won’t show any more of my text
A photo of a street in Luxembourg

I want to share that I really liked the movie “It ends with us.” The first time it triggered me so so so much. So much I passed out. But the second two times I loved it. And I want to say that as a survivor of really huge gender-based violence 

I loved that movie. I loved that movie because - it offered people a happy ending. And there were many ways about the way in which the perpetrator was involved in her life after the fact that felt very unrealistic. And apparently the book was even more unrealistic. But apart from that
  • It is great to see a movie talking about gender-based trauma 
  • It is great to see a movie talking about generational trauma
  • It is great to see a movie talking about a happy ending. I want a happy ending. I don’t care how non-PC it is 
I don’t know what society expects me or wants me to be or wants my desired outcome to be as a survivor of gender-based extreme violence 

But I know what I want my ending to be. I want my ending to be a happy ending. I want to have a peaceful and quiet resolution 

A happy ending. That movie offered that to me. I don’t care what the actual ending was. Just to go through that

And see it happen 

Was enough for me. It was more than I’ve ever given before. Society needs more examples of happy endings for survivors of this kind of trauma. And in my heart I’ve always felt that I would need to speak about it one day. And I don’t know what the avenue or approach is

But I know that I need to let other people know that it can be okay and there can be light at the end of the tunnel

But I don’t know how to do it yet…

And anyway. Thanks

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