I sat on this post for a long time. However, this is my last blog post on “The Girl behind the Wine Glass.” You may be thinking uh okay, or wow she has not really blogged in a long time. Well for those of you wondering, I have moved to Ohio (RIGHT!!), I have moved in with my boyfriend (LIKE WHAT?), and I started a new job. With this new journey I have embarked on, I have written a lot down and I have thought a lot about what I wanted for this blog. I have also thought back about the people this blog has helped when I was really just trying to find justice for myself. I was angry with God, with my life, with everyone and everything. I was defeated. I was tired of walking out of courtrooms feeling like I had to walk around in fear, EVEN in my own town. I was living three years of my life with some of the biggest fears ever. I have decided to tell my story one last time and keep the blog up, hoping that it will help other people find strength, hope, love, and the feeling of never being alone. This is the girl behind the wine glass speaking up one last time and closing the long chapter I have been living.
With all that being said, here is my last post as The Girl behind the Wine Glass. February 16, 2015, I placed my engagement ring on the broken table by the door, and walked out the broken door (funny how at the time I didn’t see how broken I was, while everything else around me was broken). I didn’t realize that what I thought would be the end was only the start of a long journey of healing. Well, if you have been following me over the past couple years, you will see I have come a long way, and have spoken up about a lot of things. This journey has helped me become a young woman who is an advocate for relationship and domestic violence. I have moved many places and I have seen many things I wish I didn’t have to see. But I am about to tell you something I never thought would happen to that broken 22-year-old. I never knew I would find love, and notice I didn’t say again, because what I was in during that time of my life was not love, it was being lied to, being told that I was loved while being called “Bitch, slut, and fat. I was threatened and pulled away from my family. I have never in my life thought I could find love, I thought I am this broken girl with so much baggage that nobody will ever love me for me. I found a man who has been able to show me how important it is TO BE A STRONG INDEPENDENT WOMAN, who loves herself and be broken at the same time. A man who tells me, “what the hell, go buy the shoes if you want them.” Who has loved me for how much I love my family, and has let me be lucky enough to be a part of his family. A man who has wiped my tears as we left my home this past weekend because moving has been hard. I could go on and he could either say he loves me talking about him or beg me not to tag him on social media. This is a man who read my blog post before we ever went on a “date” and I am not talking about the time we went for ice cream and he forgot his wallet. I am not telling you I have gone from being broken to being someone whose falling in love is not “social media” perfect because life is not perfect.
I am horrible at doing dishes, and he uses the washing machine as the close hamper.
I am not writing you to tell you that falling in love fixed me, hell we all know I can’t be fixed. I am telling you whoever you are that you are worthy of love. You should never be scared of your baggage and don’t be ashamed of your past. I started this blog a couple years ago to document my journey, and because I was tired of explaining what was going on with my life. I wrote this blog to help heal myself, and make everything go away, but healing happens and scars replace the wound.
At this moment, I am leaving this blog behind because the broken girl who started it was so lost and was hiding from the world. I named my blog the girl behind the wine glass because I thought it was funny, but it really was me being scared to tell anyone how broken I was. I was hiding behind this blog. Don’t get me wrong, this blog helped me heal, and I have learned it helped other people heal too. I am leaving it up not because I am going to keep writing, but because Domestic and Relationship Violence NEVER GOES AWAY for any victim, for any one that is dealing with it. You are NOT ALONE and you are NEVER ALONE! I hope that the journey I went on brings you hope. I hope you can see you are worth more than any name you have been called, and that your baggage is a part of you, but it’s not something you are afraid to hide. You are so loved, thank you all for being a part of this amazing journey, and for supporting me along the way
Molly Francis (The girl IN FRONT of the Wine Glass)
***If you find yourself in a relationship that is violent, whether physical, verbal, or mental, get help. You do not deserve it. Reach out to 1-800-799-7233, the 24 hour- Domestic Violence Hotline. Stay safe, but do not stay.