“It’s not just about words and it’s not just about money.”
We can see what domestic abuse against women looks like, right? She looks really frightened or uncomfortable, diminished, chaotic, scared, defeated, suffering, black and blue if we want to be literal.
But what if domestic abuse turns up on your doorstep wearing a Stella McCartney blazer and holding an outstretched bottle of Dom?
I know, from afar, a woman like this. She is a woman with two houses, the latest clothes and shoes, great haircut, always handing over some beautiful French cheeses from an upmarket deli when she “drops around”, but she never has more than $50 cash on her and she has no access to cash. Everything is bought with a credit card.
On the surface it could seem AbFab, but it’s not. It’s much more sinister than that. It goes to the foundation of a woman’s independence and her feeling of safety and security. She can buy designer, she just has no ability to book a hotel room if she wants to leave (and she has tried, and he talked her back around, and the cycle began again).
That’s the way her husband likes it. She can buy what she wants, he can see everything she buys, and he can cancel her card whenever he likes (which he did when she was very late coming home one night). He dominates and demands and checks his Visa statement online during the day. He knows exactly what she does or what she wants to do. She is stressed and anxious all the time, pretending to be the happy, “generous” guest.