This page is devoted to all the wonderful brave people who have shared their domestic violence stories, feelings and experiences to help others.
These survivors had the strength to live through the Hell which is Domestic Abuse, the strength to fight it and break free, and are willing to help others in similar situations to realise that there is light at the end of the tunnel, there is hope and there is freedom.
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But of course, hind sight is a wonderful thing and all I saw was a good looking, sweet and loving man whom I was lucky to be dating."Julie's Domestic Violence Story - Julie's domestic violence story comes from a very brave woman, who despite still being a current victim of abuse, still thinks and cares enough about other domestic abuse victims to want to tell her story and warn them.
Nola's Domestic Violence Story - Nola's domestic violence story shows just why abuse victims stay in abusive relationships, or why, having managed to leave once, they can find themselves back together with their abuser again ...
My friend, a deeply religious woman, was devastated.
During our preparation for the case, we had determined that the judge was Jewish, so we were quick to bring the father's actions to his honor's attention, and not only was the ex-husband not able to have a seder marking Passover with the child, but he ended up being thrown into jail by the judge for five days!
The low point came when my friend's ex was refusing to return their child to her for the Passover holiday.
Maybe he had more hair, or she had a way better tan than the person who showed up on the date.
They expected you to pay — or grabbed the check when you wanted to treat.
Each client paid five dollars and answered more than a hundred multiple-choice questions. (A previous installment had been about a singles bar—Maxwell’s Plum, on the Upper East Side, one of the first that so-called “respectable” single women could patronize on their own.) She had planned to interview Altfest, but he was out of the office, and she ended up talking to Ross.
One section asked subjects to choose from a list of “dislikes”: “1. The batteries died on her tape recorder, so they made a date to finish the interview later that week, which turned into dinner for two.