I’ll also never enjoy the phrase “domestic goddess,” but that’s a whole other column.
But I’m not sure I was made for this type of work. I mean, I don’t necessarily care I’ve had stacks of magazines on the end table for months and every month the stack just keeps growing. I keep meaning to go through them and get rid of the ones I don’t need — probably all of them — but I don’t ever seem to have the time. Or the desire.
They can be of any race, ethnicity, religion, educational background or socio-economic status. They can be married, single, divorced, heterosexual, bisexual, homosexual, young or old. I am talking about the deep, dark profile of a domestic violence victim. You see the bumps and bruises. The verbal, mental and sexual abuse can attack anyone.