Survivor Story: I Never Saw It as Abuse
Written by: BTSADV Survivor My heart breaks as I write about someone whom I don’t know anymore, and I am not sure I ever did. Did he know me? Maybe, but not as he should have. Not like he said he did. Why? I lived a year and a half of my entire life for […]
Survivor Story: Life and Love After Domestic Violence
Written by: Pam, Survivor I started dating my current husband several months after my ex-husband/abuser left. I was in the middle of the divorce and raising my children as a single mother. Dating was the last thing on my mind. In fact, I had basically sworn off men and built a wall around my heart. […]
Survivor Story: My Abuser Absconded with My Daughter and Threatened to Keep Her Unless I Dropped Charges
Written by: BTSADV Survivor I met my husband while I was still an undergraduate in college studying sociology. He was my professor, 20 years my senior, and a tenured faculty member in the Psychology Department. When I realized he was hitting on me, I remember being simply awed by the fact that a professor would […]
Survivor Story: My Abuser and His Mother Are Trying to Prevent Me from Contacting My Son
Written by: BTSADV Survivor I’m a 29-year-old married mother of three. When I was 14, I fell in love – or so I thought. My relationship with my oldest son’s father who was 18 at the time started out great. We laughed, played around, and talked all night, and we were ALWAYS together. My father […]
Survivor Story: My Abuser Isolated Me from Everything I Knew by Moving Me to Another Country
Written by: BTSADV Survivor I met my abuser back in the Philippines in May 2006. I was introduced by his niece who is also my friend while he was on vacation. He was a very charming, nice guy with a great sense of humor. He was in a relationship at that time, so I didn’t […]
Survivor Story: The Emotional Abuse Made Me Feel Insecure and Caused Issues with Anxiety
Written by: BTSADV Survivor I was only 17 years old when I met my ex-boyfriend whom I would later find out was emotionally abusive. I was in my first year of university living in the dorms, and I had sworn to myself that I wouldn’t get into anything serious too soon. And then he came […]
