On The Outside Looking In

I remember when I was a teenager, maybe 17 or 18 years old, hearing about abuse and saying something like “I wish a man WOULD try and put his hands on me. I’d leave, no questions.” I remember when I was 21 years old and witnessed a dear friend get assaulted by her boyfriend.  He Read More >

Immediate Resignation

On 4/5/19, I resigned from my job–a job I loved– as a Domestic Violence Victim Advocate with a local prosecution office.  This, after being reprimanded for “empowering a victim too much” and being told my job was “not to empower or make them feel whole, but to get them to do what the prosecutor tells Read More >

March 24th, 2012

I arrived late at night, maybe around 10 or 11, and checked myself into the E.R. I remember it was cold outside, or maybe it was cold inside the waiting room, or maybe it was just cold inside of me. Whatever it was, the small leather jacket I was wearing did little to keep the Read More >

Dear Closure,

Two years ago I reached out to my ex, the abuser, and told him I’d like to see him face to face. I wasn’t sure if he’d have the same number and my heart was pounding so hard that I almost didn’t send the text. He responded almost immediately; saying it was nice to hear Read More >

Someone You May Know…

I was out for an evening with friends the other night when I, as many of us do, found myself absentmindedly scrolling through Facebook. As I skimmed through funny jokes, dramatic rants and annoying ads, I scrolled past a picture that made me stop in my tracks. It was him. Mr. “I’ll never get on Read More >

White Petals…

I used to work a 2nd job as a waitress for a local sports bar.  He hated it.  “Paralegal by day, slut by night”, he used to say.  I was often accused  of sleeping with the patrons or at the very least, wanting to do so.  One night, an older gentleman made a rose for Read More >

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