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February is National Teen Dating Violence Awareness & Prevention Month

Did you have any idea that February was National Teen Dating Violence Awareness & Prevention month? I didn’t. I also never thought this issue would be one that I’d ever have to deal with. But life is funny that way. Our biggest trials are often those we never saw coming.

Those of us who have never taken a beating at the hands of a loved one and who don’t have any violent tendencies of our own, are far less likely to see the warning signs. We have no “referential intel,” as I like to say, or experiential knowledge. This can leave us with a pretty big blind spot.

If you find yourself in a situation where your gut tells you something but you have no first-hand knowledge or evidence, please remember: If you are an otherwise rational person, and you suspect something is amiss, it probably is. We’ve all heard a friend or family member say, “I knew he was cheating, but he convinced me I was just being paranoid,” right after they find out their partner actually was guilty of what they had known all along.

I submit that every mother knows, somewhere inside, when their teenage daughter (or son) is the victim of physical violence, even if the child expertly utilizes smoke and mirrors. If this sounds like you, take action. Pin them down. Ask a million questions. Never let them out of your sight. Become a pain in the ass if you have to. Just do something, with love, and don’t stop.

Believe me when I say, If you think your teenager is being physically abused, or is on the verge of being physically abused, you are probably right.

If you still don’t trust your gut, please read the following articles to review the warning signs. However, it bears repeating, Do not ignore your gut! It only takes one act of violence to snuff out a life. When it comes to the safety of your child, it is far better to act hastily and be proven wrong, than to err on the side of caution and find out you were right.

A couple stories to scare you:

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I’m Too Sexy For My Outfit

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Delicious Beverage? Or, Unintended Biological Weapon?

I love Mondays. Most Mondays are reserved for homework and house projects. I make it a point not to leave the house. Or, rather, I don’t force myself to leave the house (except to go running in the mornings!). Usually I throw on my only pair of jeans that fit and my old AC/DC Tshirt, but I never actually got dressed today. I have on the clothes I slept in and left on under warmer running clothes this morning. I did throw on a spectacularly bright, short, silky pink robe, with someone else’s initials embroidered on it, at some point today. It looks so hot with my grey and black sweats.

It has been an especially glamorous day!

It’s a good thing I dressed up for it, too.

After my run, I went into the kitchen to make smoothies for everyone in the house. Everyone was in a good mood. The teenagers were gearing up to haul bins full of items for the Greatest Yard Sale of Time and All Eternity to the garage and move some furniture around inside for me.

I made the smoothies and everyone loved them. Apple, banana, blueberries, strawberries, coconut water and bee pollen! I was feeling like pretty hot shit until Hannah pointed out that I’d apparently poisoned her boyfriend. I’ve never seen hives like the ones he was covered in today. It was terrible. He threw up three times. One time all over the bathroom. Each time, I was pretty sure Hannah was going to throw up, too.

The only “un”common denominator in the smoothies was the bee pollen. I called Hannah’s “Otha Motha,” (also known as her step-mom) to see if she thought I should take him to the hospital (It’s handy having a nurse in the family!). She said, among other things, that as long as he was breathing, he was okay. I think that’s a pretty fair statement about teenagers in general — As long as they’re breathing, they’re okay.

Today’s efforts to cull the crap were thwarted, but all homework went as planned. I have felt a sense of ease all day, despite the accidental poisoning. I feel like it’s a “win.” After all, that’s what this whole Excess Emancipation project is about — letting go of enough stuff so I feel freer to roll with the punches. I guess I’ve made more progress than I realized.

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