Find Hope

Was I being trafficked?


"I knew I needed to get out and I knew I needed to get out very quickly." 

My son and husband's gunfight did not end well.


She said, “there’s a detective on the phone. He wants to talk to you.”

My speech impediment led to mocking, thoughts of suicide.


"All I could think about was hurt, pain, and people making fun of me."

Why do I fight?


"I swung as hard as I could and hit the back of his head and split his head open."

I overcame a white trash upbringing.


"When I was gone to school she would cut my favorite clothes into shreds where I could find them."

Cry for the Broken


"It was a long progression into the hell on earth that I had created for myself. The road trip back was nothing."