“Breaking Free from Abuse: My Story of Survival and Hope”
I wanted to tell my story. No one knows it has happened to me but I want to write this for someone who may be experiencing the same thing. I started a relationship 3 years ago and the first time I noticed violence was on a grocery trip. Seems simple enough, but we got into […]
“Escaping Abuse: A Survivor’s Journey to Protecting Herself and Her Child”
I met my abuser in 2018. He moved to New Jersey I went down to visit him. His mother would lock me upstairs and He’d tell me who I could talk to. My family helped me get back home. He came back to my area a couple months later. I moved in with him thinking […]
“Surviving Domestic Abuse: My Journey Through 19 Years of Manipulation and Control” by Kimberly K
We were married for 19 years. During those 19 years, I cooked every meal, washed all the clothes, cleaned the house, was primary with the 2 children, planned every holiday, bought every gift and the list goes on. I was abused on a regular basis. He would portray himself as never complaining as he would […]
“From Pain to Freedom: Rebuilding My Life and Finding Peace” by Ashley H
Feel like a shaken bottle and some stuff is about to bubble out. Only it’s not soda, it’s words. It’s my story. And I don’t need to stay silent anymore. You aren’t covering my mouth anymore. You aren’t over powering me with your screams anymore. I can finally speak. You see, right now some […]
“Surviving the Abyss: Escaping the Grips of Unspeakable Abuse” by Samantha S
I’m going to warn you before you start reading, there is r@&e, violence, satani, abuse, animal abuse and attempted murder in my story. Please read with caution. I met my ex fiancé Jaren when I was 18 and pregnant. He went to school with my cousin, and dated her close friend. So I thought he […]
“Deceptive Facade: Escaping the Abyss of an Abusive Relationship” by Charlyn C
All these years watching him on Facebook, I thought that he had strong family values, good Christian morals, and integrity. I was impressed by the way he seemed to always push himself to be his best self. I held him on a pedestal for so long. It was a lie. We attended the same high […]
