I Survived...Domestic Abuse

I Survived...Domestic Abuse

My superfluous obligations birthed his righteous entitlement to my sympathy and I signed over the deed to my sanity, my happiness, and almost my life. There were many times when I wanted to walk away. Just turn my back and keep it moving. Leaving no trace that I ever existed but I couldn't give up. I wasn't a quitter. I constantly told myself that I would find the problem and fix it; not realizing the only fix was to give up and walk away. Ladies it's OK to GIVE UP! That is not a sign of weakness...at least not YOUR weakness. That's the strongest you'll ever be. That's your Teflon Don moment of truth.

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I Survived...Non-Hodgkin Lymphoma

I Survived...Non-Hodgkin Lymphoma

On September 30, 2016, Nicole was diagnosed with Stage 2 Mediastinal Diffuse Large B-Cell Non-Hodgkin Lymphoma. At that time, Nicole didn’t know much about the disease or anyone who had it. Following her diagnosis, Nicole endured months of aggressive inpatient chemotherapy and radiation treatments at Northwestern Memorial Hospital in Chicago, IL. While receiving treatment, Nicole was inspired to give back after receiving a care package from volunteers. God placed a calling on Nicole’s life to use her diagnosis to help others and bring awareness to Lymphoma. It was on Nicole’s hospital bed that the Nicole Cares Foundation was born.

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I Survived...Domestic Violence

I Survived...Domestic Violence

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?

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I Survived...Emotional Abuse

I Survived...Emotional Abuse

When we think of what a survivor looks like, we often think about a person with physical scars, evidence that proves they have been through hell and back. However, survival is often skin deep and nearly invincible. I am that survivor. The survivor that displays no physical scars of being through hell and back.

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I'm Surviving...This Thing Called Life

I'm Surviving...This Thing Called Life

"Survival of the Weakest." What an oxymoron, right?  I mean, we have all been conditioned to believe that only the strong survive.  That survival is of the "fittest."  And in a lot of cases, that thinking is correct.  But today, today I want to challenge your thinking and invite you to take a journey with me into this notion of the weakest survive.

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Introduction to The Survivor Series!

Introduction to The Survivor Series!

The Survivor series is a collection of stories written by women just like you and I. Stories filled with pain and trauma, transformation, strength, and healing.  In each of these stories, you will see women who found their inner strength and who chose to not only survive but thrive. 

It is my honor to present these stories to you this month. As you read them, I hope you are inspired to push through whatever is seeking to break you or keep you from achieving your God Given purpose and destiny

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