My Story Abused Fear Not

I understand how hard it is to talk about the abuse you experienced. To fear not what others think when you tell your story.

I feared the public eye for twenty-plus years. Here is a portion of my account, an upcoming memoir, Abused, Fear Not. I hope it encourages you to journal your story.

Upstate, New York, Spring 2012.

I felt unloved and ended our relationship. Afterward, I created a dating profile to search for a good man. At first, I kept the profile photos hidden, not wanting to expose my identity.

Then one man asked to see a picture, so I sent one, and he responded, “You’re beautiful, why do you hide away?”

I lived in fear of an estranged husband after fleeing for my life to a domestic violence shelter over twenty years ago, without my children.

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Open Letter to Police Officers in America

I can’t imagine you thought being a police officer in America would come at such a price. The level of hatred and disregard for your profession is growing, and nd the driving force is fear. 

Many cannot comprehend the reality of the world’s condition, the level of abuse, and violence across the globe. We live in troublesome times, Endtime Ministries declares it the end of the age with Bible Prophecy.

I believe them. 

Society forgets the good you do amid the pain and sorrow. Lashing out in grief, many overlook your dedication to seeking justice for victims of violent crimes. 

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Understanding Your Story

I’ve learned understanding your story; the narrative of your life requires deep self-reflection. Reflecting on times of suffering, you explore memories for answers.

As you ponder, afflictions experienced, and unacknowledged grief come to light. The more in-depth you examine, the more you uncover and are willing to reveal, the more you understand yourself.

Deep in thought, you distinguish people who let you down or lead you astray further into darkness — those who caused you pain and the anguish you caused others.

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