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when i was 13, part 2

*Contains sensitive material and language.* –BEGIN HERE– In the months that followed, I was a new girl. Eighth grade suited me fine; there was cheerleading, and the boy I’d been crushing on for a year finally noticed me. But when I came home one day in October to find Mom...

Passing the Test: #WhyIStayed Vlog

{Part 1 of 2 for Week 3} In this video, I go back and answer a question people ask me about “the first test.” (Video is approximately 4 minutes.)   Please subscribe to my weekly update newsletter for notification of when each new video is posted, or bookmark this site...

Video: Why I Walk

A short video answering the questions about why I am walking 1,000 miles in 2014. Note: As mentioned in the video, please see Kleva’s story here — Survivor shares story during Domestic Violence Awareness Month

when i was 13, part 1

My story — a memoir of my past, set in the years of age 13 – 22. Though my abuse story began earlier than 13, I have chosen to write about this timeframe for now. I am writing simply to re-share my story. Thank you for reading. by Angela Giles...

Standing on my own two feet

a guest post by Tamara Wright Life has its twists and turns and sometimes you don’t know whether you are coming or going. There are those whose life seems somewhat blissful. There may be moments in their lives when things seem out of sorts but for the most part everything...

I Was a Child: #WhyIStayed Vlog

As I’m kicking off this series, I decided to make my first post a video — the first video I’ve ever made. I was out walking for a male abuse victim when the idea landed. So, it’s amateur and I have no idea what’s next, but I knew I just...

#WhyIStayed

Sometimes when I walk for someone who has died at the hands of their abuser, I think, “I hope their story creates change,” or “I hope their story helps someone else learn about domestic violence,” or “I hope that local agencies can use the story to better their programs.” I...

Fake it ’til you make it?

I’ve spent a great deal of my life lying. That is, hiding behind a fake smile so that others wouldn’t know how I was really feeling, what I was fearing, the shame and pain I was trying to bury in a shallow grave. And even after I was physically free...

And Crime Begat Crime

He was only five when his mother was gunned down in cold blood. When he asked his older sister where Mama was, he was told she wouldn’t be coming home again. His mama was his world, and he was her baby. But he would never see her again, and his...