Have you ever wondered, why doesn't she just leave? I am Chantelle Branch, a survivor of domestic violence, and I know the bitter taste of love. It has been eleven years since I fled my old life and left my abuser behind. I couldn't bare another day of abuse because this burden was so heavy that it weighed my soul down. I was wishing for death with his next blow and I believed, at that time, that I deserved itRead More
On March 22, 2016, Yolanda suffered a tragic and near fateful domestic violence incident at the hands of her partner. Her partner assaulted her with a hammer. One of her son’s saved her life. As a result of this event, she lost her left eye and has endured 7 surgeries. She has a steel plate placed in her skull and now awaits facial reconstruction surgery to repair the damage from her attack. Although the event was traumatic it brought her closer to God, her family and more importantly her willingness to share her story with others.
This is her story…Read More
When I was growing up, there was always family in the house. The only thing i saw was love, affection, singing and dancing. I remember it was just fun and so much love until i turned 13. My life became hell after that. Abuse from my mother’s ex and two years of abuse from an ex-boyfriend. I never understood why men felt the need to put their hands on a woman. The world became a very different place, full of evil and hate, madness and hurt, depression and death. I started journaling a few months ago because i was finally ready to face my demons. I have more than one story of domestic violence, but this one sticks out more than the others because I grew up with him. He was my childhood sweetheart; my first Love, my first kiss and my first date. It had been 14 years since we dated when we decided to try the relationship again; this time as adults. Prior to our reconnection, he was dating someone I knew. I heard it was violent but I foolishly thought, this was me. I was the love of his life. He would change for me…wouldn’t he?Read More