Today I had to ask a friend if she was safe at home with her partner. I've never asked anyone that question before, and the answer is haunting me. "I think so," she said. "But no one ever really knows."
This makes me realize that I am blinded here, in my little rainbow-tinted world. I forget that some women go home to a place where they don't feel entirely safe with the person they are supposed to be closest to.
So tonight I am feeling rather even more grateful than usual. Because really? I do know.
