If there is anything I have learned on my journey, it is that domestic abuse can happen to anybody. That person across from you on the tube who looks well dressed or who has a smiley companion with them, they could be leading a private life of torture, abuse and control. You see the man who beats his wife in secret is careful to cover his tracks and makes sure his victim does the same. The woman who attacks her husband with a knife or her fists leaving him with marks on his arm, is protected by societies medieval perception that a man is too strong and proud to ever let a woman beat him. We live in a global world where domestic abuse is rampant across all countries, ages, sexes, races, religions and classes. In many communities it is ignored at best, accepted, or worst still ridiculed and riddled with victim blaming. If there is any chance that speaking up against your partner could shun or cause shame to your family members or religious group, then the victim has no option but to retreat back into the desolate and very dangerous, hidden abusive cycle.