“I think my daughter is in a domestic violent relationship. What can I do to help her?” “I’m sorry, but there is nothing you can do until she is ready for the help. Do you know if it’s physical?” “Not that I know of yet. I think it’s just emotional right now. I don’t understandContinue reading “What Can I Do to Help Her?”
When a woman leaves an abusive marriage, she leaves far more than the abuse behind. Let’s explore what leaving actually looks like.
I get message after message from family members and friends of people who are experiencing abuse, wondering what they can do for their loved one. (I know men and women experience abuse, and I also believe in choosing a different word than victim to label the person who is experiencing abuse, therefore, for this post,Continue reading “5 Things You Can Do to Help Someone in a Domestic Violence Relationship”
A few excerpts from the journal I kept while going through my 3 1/2 journey to divorce: Nov 15, 2006 (six weeks before I left him the final time) I’m sitting in the women’s shelter right now. I’m waiting to talk to someone to weigh my options. I think I’ve already mentally divorced my husband.Continue reading “Journal Entry”
I could feel the soft pull on my nipple and let down as my twelve month old suckled in the early morning hour, the soft yellow of the rising sun. I half dozed as he nuzzled in close, and I was cherishing this sweet bond between mother and son, enjoying the sweet flow of lifeContinue reading “The Shelter”
Thinking of leaving your abusive partner? Looking for a safety plan? Leaving is the most dangerous time for a person experiencing Domestic Violence, an abuser will do whatever they can to keep you from leaving. Reasons leaving feels so scary: You don’t want others to think badly of you. You don’t want others to thinkContinue reading “Safety Plan”
“I don’t know mom, sometimes I feel like I should go to St. Johns.” I breathed into the phone receiver of my land line. I had called my mom to wish her a Happy Birthday on the wintery February Utah morning, my two month old son rocking in his swing, sleeping snuggly. I was enjoyingContinue reading “First Flight”