Category Your Stories

Don’t Judge Me

I never considered myself a domestic violence victim until this last year. I knew my first high school romance had been a bad relationship.  I knew it hadn’t been healthy, but I always thought of DV as physical abuse. Broken noses. Black eyes. If there wasn’t an injury, then it wasn’t DV. The realization came […]

RESCUED!! When I did not even know that I needed it!

RESCUED!! When I did not even know that I needed it! Posted by secretangel One of the big problems with verbal and emotional abuse is that it is progressive. It happens mildly, jokingly, and infrequently at first and then it increases. It becomes more frequent and more severe, with moments of explosiveness. The explosive phases […]


You love them. You want to be with them. But what started off as a loving, caring, fun relationship, has turned into a controlling, threatening and fear-filled existence. It didn’t happen overnight. It took time for their paranoia to emerge. Yet the more you reassured them that they were the only one, the more they […]

The Aftermath of Abuse

When Melanie asked me if I wanted to add a guest post to Deliberate Donkey, I was overwhelmed and excited.  I couldn’t believe that someone read only part of my story and had interest enough for me to share on their site.  I happily accepted – and then I panicked.  What was I going to talk […]

The Eye of The Tiger, Part 5

Chapter 5 – Acceptance A Five Part Series, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 I will crawl through my past Over stones blood and glass In the ruins Reaching under the fence As I try to make sense In the ruins But if I am to heal I must first learn to feel […]

Speak Up!

I’d first like to say thank you to Melanie!  I’d also like to express my story. I’d like to share a little about me. Also a little about what I felt convicted to write about. As a girl in her twenties still somewhat naive to the cruel world. I fell madly for my best friend […]

The Eye of the Tiger, Part 4

Chapter 4 – Depression A Five Part Series, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3   I’ve built walls, A fortress deep and mighty, That none may penetrate. I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain. It’s laughter and it’s loving I disdain. I am a rock, I am an island. Don’t talk of love, […]

On a Small Boat in the Ocean

First, I’d like to say thanks to Melanie for asking me to guest post. I am going to touch on what it was like to grow up in house with a father who was fueled by domestic violence and alcohol. When you grow up in a house where there is domestic violence, it’s like being […]