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The Eye of the Tiger, Part 2
Chapter 2 – Anger A Five Part Series, Part 1 I’ve an image in my pocket Of some dark demon That temptation brought to life And it chokes all of my breath out I’m scratching and screaming’ ‘Til morning comes to night Melissa Etheridge Numb. Broken. Angry. Alone. Scared. Ashamed. Guilty. Silent. I had just […]
DVA 2013: Keeping Awareness Going
It’s October so there’s a big focus right now on Domestic Violence Awareness. People who wouldn’t otherwise shout from the rooftops, carry signs, or even simply utter the terrifying and embarrassing words, domestic violence, find it’s easier to be vocal when the crowd is chanting like-wise. Good. I get that not everyone can talk about […]
Everyone Knew I Was His Girl. But Not Every One.
Warning : This post may be a trigger for anyone who has been raped. Sperm Donor (SD) and I decided to move into a small apartment with his Great Aunt in the early spring of 1984. I was employed at a retail store in Chicago part-time and SD was unemployed. He moved all our belongings […]
DVA 2013: Bringing Awareness
There are so many of us, so many. I believe the more we talk about it, the easier it will be for people to hear, the easier it is for people to hear, the more likely we are to really get something done about it. There are so many victims, and the overlap between victims […]
Speaking out is so much healthier than remaining silent
Twenty-three years ago at the age of 18, I was strangled, kicked, beaten, smothered, had my life threatened and my family’s life threatened and had a gun held to my head. The perpetrator was my then 18-year-old boyfriend. I didn’t come from poverty or ignorance (and even if I did, it shouldn’t matter). I was […]
She got flowers
She Got Flowers She got flowers! It wasn’t her birthday, or any other special day. They had their first fight, and he said many cruel things that really hurt her. She knows that he is sorry, and that he will not say those things again, because he sent her flowers to forgive. She got flowers! It […]
My Story-or how Domestic Violence changed my life
I never thought that writing my story would be so difficult. I am comfortable speaking about my experiences with domestic violence, however, actually putting those times down on paper was a little more daunting than I expected. Looking back at those frightful times I can only thank my higher power that my children and I […]
Entangled with the Devil, Part 2
Part One Eviction number two. I managed to scrape up enough money for a nice place, and we were there a month. I spent almost every night we were in that apartment there alone. With no dependable phone, outside of town, and a building filled with people I did not know. It was made clear […]
Deliberate Donkey 