Did you know that according to Popular Science, roughly 5% of women who are raped experience an orgasm during the assault? And that’s actually a pretty low statistic because I’ve read other studies that that statistic at a much higher percentage. I personally know for a fact that it does happen simply because I’ve worked
After nearly two decades of hard drug use, my ex’s brain started to cook. I feel fairly confident in giving him that medical diagnosis despite the fact that I myself have never personally attended medical school, simply based on the fact that I was around him long enough to watch his brains actually start to
As you know, I work with a lot of abused women. At this point I would say that the hours I dedicate to my girls add up to being another full time job outside of the work I do with the nonprofit. I can’t even begin to tell you how many hours I’ve spent running
As you guys know I’ve been a support group leader for sexual assault and domestic abuse victims for a while now. Aside from running general groups, I specialize in assisting sexual assault victims with regaining their sexuality. Support groups are fantastic, amazing, wonderful places, but unfortunately they are oftentimes filled with women who have been
The first time I found myself standing in a courtroom was when I was 18 years old. Several months earlier I had broken up with a guy that I had been dating for two years. The break up was bad; so bad in fact that the next morning when the police showed up at my
It’s Domestic Violence Awareness Month!!! Let’s pretend for a minute that you guys don’t know me and allow me to take a minute to introduce myself: **************************************************************** I already know what you are thinking, “I don’t need to hear anymore about domestic violence because I already know what it is!!” Trust me, you don’t. Do
The Girl Child’s new window finally went in!! When they were taking it out they showed me the spot where the BB bullet had hit the window. Can you see the big bowed crack? I kept waiting for the glass to fall out because when the wind would blow, the two broken halves would flex
To the woman who isn’t yet free, You are someone. I don’t care what he tells you or what he tries to make you believe, you are someone. You aren’t a failure. You aren’t worthless, stupid, a burden, or anything else that he tries to make you believe. You are amazing and he knows it.
These last two years have put me through so many life changing emotions that when I sit back and think about it, it feels unreal. The biggest emotion that I have been struggling with, as you guys have seen here in previous posts, has been making myself a priority. I’ve still really been struggling with
So tomorrow is the big day for me. My face has a date with my doctor’s chisel. In fact, by the time most of you read this, I will most likely either be in surgery or already done. I’m starting to get upset. This is not my first surgery, far from it actually, but I’m
I’m having surgery Thursday. As a child I caught a knee to the nose and sustained multiple more nose injuries during the course of my marriage. It took what should have been an awesome nose and turned it into a slightly less awesome nose that’s all messed up on the inside. I keep getting sick,
Reflections from the past, so far away, yet never far enough When “I do,” should have been “I don’t” His fist hit the solid wood closet door behind me with such force, I was sure it had cracked. Eyes glaring so intensely, yet not seeing me at all. Was this it? Is this how it
My husband said he was going to the store... and never came back. It's been a crazy life that's left me functional enough to survive yet dysfunctional enough to make me funny. I'm living my life devoid of most social graces while single parenting two young children and I absolutely love it....most days.
