i can often tell the kids in my classes that have been abused - whether verbally, physically, or sexually - i can't distinguish which - but there is a "haunted" look - a wariness, a knowing, sad expression that is too mature in the eyes. it's not as easy for me to tell with adults.
They have greatly oppressed me from my youth, but they have not gained the victory over me.
Plowmen have plowed my back and made their furrows long.
But the Lord is righteous; he has cut me free from the cords of the wicked.