An incredible opportunity!

I have received so many positive responses from the FREE book which was accompanied by a survey. I created a survey to accompany the book, to challenge presumptions and ideas about domestic violence and whether people should remain in an abusive situation when they were in grave danger. Survey respondents have been received from Nigeria and America.

It’s exciting to see the many initiatives that Barking and Dagenham Giving are supporting. Thanks to this Rapid Response Fund, I have connected with people from Refuge, Voice Out Woman and Moms on A Mission, alongside medical professionals.

So many people in abusive marriages are told to remain because things will get better. “That’s what life allotted to you. You chose them, you just have to bear it;” they are told. But in this community, it’s not acceptable!

As I have heard and experienced some of the confusion victims of abuse face, I can empathise with their situation and help them. I now run a weekly book writing club to encourage people to write about their experiences.

No one should have to take abuse or endure it and I hope my work empowers more people to say NO to domestic violence and take action against it.

That’s why I talk about it. It’s easier to empathise when you’ve been through something and not just read about it.

Love at First Byte – the #book #blogging

The words of the song would not go away, Jesus loves me this I know for the bible tells me so. I began to repeat them over and over with the sweet sense of peace that washed over me.
But as for me? Did Jesus love me? After everything? I remember what my dad said the day he left home. “She’s not mine”. What did he mean? That he was not my dad? Who was my dad then? And why did my stepdad show his love by touching me in my private areas? This was so confusing. What is love anyway? Why did it cause so much pain? I went back to my replacement dad and the events that caused me to leave home at a younger age. I was so out of control my mum could not cope.

Love at First Byte – the #book #blogging

It was easier to get the twins to agree. Something about NanaG made them want to be at their best behaviour tonight. They had eaten their dinner and left their plates to one side. All we had to do was get them out of play clothes and into some clothes NanaG had bought after taking turns in the bathroom. She had some spare adult-sized toothbrushes and paste. Then the blue walled bathroom featured a showerhead and bucket, the latter of which became handy for the quick wash. The kids were eager to show their independence so I stayed and watched them in turn whilst NanaG made herself scarce. In about 10 to 15 minutes she had reappeared to say the spare room was ready. After brushing their teeth and dressing in their new-found wear, we moved to the room. How did she know this day would come? She said something about wanting to treat them for their birthday which was in a month.

Don’t touch me! #blog

(This is a fictional story to highlight the issues involved in sexual abuse from the perspective of the abused). I gripped and pulled up the waist definer or clincher or whatever it’s called. Surely that should help define my figure and make me more attractive along with some foundation and eye highlighting make up coloursContinue reading “Don’t touch me! #blog”