Yesterday was February 14th. To many, it was just an ordinary day like any other. A regular, average day in which you might be told you’re fat, ugly or stupid… Perhaps you were forced into sex against your will. Who knows? Maybe you were ‘lucky’ and only got a busted lip? On the bright side; tomorrow he’ll probably bring you flowers and say he was sorry - right? Does any of this sound familiar? It does to me. I have lived through an abusive relationship. I know what it’s like to fear someone so badly that you are terrified to even whisper their name for fear of retribution. Bite marks, bruises and scratches you never even noticed were on you, but others could plainly see what you tried so hard to hide. I’m not a woman, but I’ve been there. I know you. I guess that’s why I was so moved when I recently heard of an organization exposing violence and abuse against women worldwide. It struck a chord in me. The organization is called V-Day, and every February 14th (for the past ten ye...