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When a Family Court Judge Invited My Rapist to Amend His Criminal Bail Conditions : How the System Betrayed Every Survivor
How a family-court recommendation tried to erase my bail protections and forced me to relive the trauma the criminal system was meant to prevent. Many of you know from my previous posts that I am involved in ongoing court matters. My own criminal case goes to trial early next year, and two of my children…
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Invisible Strings: What Still Connects Us After We’ve Broken Free
A personal reflection on survival, trauma, and reclaiming connection Have you ever felt like something — or someone — is still quietly connected to you, even if they’re no longer in your life? Maybe you’ve heard of the Invisible String Theory — the belief that people who are destined to meet, help, or love each…
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The Post-Victory Crash: Why Wins Can Trigger Old Wounds— and How to Fight Back
This week, I won.I walked into court and secured something huge: permission for my daughter to travel internationally in just a few days’ time, despite my ex-husband’s refusal and my lawyer’s betrayal. The judge not only granted the emergency travel order — he also adjourned my ex’s motion for visitation with our son until all…
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Tech Troubles, Triggers, and Taking Control: A Survivor’s Journey
When you have survived abuse – technology isn’t neutral and can cause reoccurring trauma long after the abuse itself has stopped.It’s not just phones and apps and passwords—it’s the memory of being tracked. Controlled. Hacked. Watched. Silenced. It’s the anxiety that spikes when your screen lights up at midnight. It’s the sick feeling in your…
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The Breaking Point – When Survival Becomes a Decision
People think the breaking point is loud. Dramatic. A suitcase thrown into a car, a door slammed, a final scream echoing down a hallway. But for most survivors of abuse, it’s much quieter. My breaking point came not during the worst fight. Not when I was hit or humiliated or gaslit into silence. It came…
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Is This Even Abuse?
Have you ever asked that question? I did. I didn’t think it was abuse unless I was being hit. For years, I told myself it wasn’t “that bad.” I believed him when he said it was my fault. That I was too sensitive. That I was imagining things. But what I was really living in…
