My Abuser’s Name is Travis G. Chartrand

If you go back and read my previous posts you will notice I have never provided my ex-husband's name. At first, I chose to do this for a number of reasons. I was just starting my blog and putting my story out there. I felt and still feel at times, exposed and uncomfortable. Telling your story isn't an easy thing to do,…

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A Survivor Story: Marianne Harris

Marianne Harris is a mother to 5 children, her sons Josh and Jacob, Johnny and Hurricane (Hurc) whom she had with her abuser, Dennis, and her daughter Jana. Her main goal in sharing her story is to let others know they are not alone. Dennis had a habit of becoming violent with Marianne while she was pregnant – when she had a…

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Roofied

"To this day I am not sure why the guy in the cowboy hat targeted me. I am not sure what lesson he wanted to teach me or why he felt he needed to teach me anything at all. " It was a moment that forever changed my life. I woke up in a bed and for some reason, I immediately began checking…

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Early Morning Epiphanies

"I can be empathetic of his trauma while holding him accountable for the decisions he made. After all, he could have made different ones." The empathy I have for others is a blessing and a curse, or so I used to think. My empathy has always been what I have considered to be one of my greatest qualities. It allows me to…

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It Was Just Supposed to be Coffee

"When we got back to Wal-Mart, I just wanted him to get the fuck out of my car. He sat in the passenger seat and asked me not to tell anyone. He finally got out. I wanted to teleport to another continent, but all I could do was back out of my parking spot and start driving." I worked at Wal-Mart as…

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Forgive Yourself for What You Needed to do to Survive

"I yelled. I screamed. I said awful things. I broke things. I slapped him across the face on two different occasions. I pushed him. I slammed doors. I teetered on the edge of despair and outrage every single day." I have thought long and hard about this particular post. It requires a level of vulnerability and honesty that is downright uncomfortable. In…

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The Gut-Wrenching Shame

"Maybe I needed to hear it wasn’t my fault as many times as he had told me it was my fault. Maybe I needed to hear it even more times than that, but after hearing it over and over again like a broken record, I started to believe it." Throughout my marriage and since my divorce, I have been plagued with at…

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Giving My Survivor Speech

"It was one of the most incredible experiences I have ever had in my life. We talked. We shared. We hugged. We entered into an unspoken sisterhood. They have forever changed my life." I can still vividly remember walking up to Bolton Refuge House's front doors feeling as though my stomach was in my throat. I had never shared my experiences with…

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Preparing My Survivor Speech

"In war terms, he was planning a sneak attack, where he would ambush my defenses a little at a time until there was nothing left." One of the most profound things I have ever done thus far in my life was getting up in front of a room full of strangers and sharing, in agonizing detail, what happened to me. It was…

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Health Kinesiology

"For the first time since I left the marriage, I was able to say these things out loud while feeling at peace. The harder the topic, the more vials she would tape on and the more relaxed I would feel." The first time I tried acupuncture was to address the recurring migraines I was experiencing. While acupuncture was an incredible, natural experience,…

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