“Does constantly talking about what happened to you take a toll?” he asked. We had just finished up a lengthy conversation and he had just shared his story with the world. I wanted to laugh and cry simultaneously. Not a humorous laugh, but a nervous one. Not tears of sadness, but of knowing. What a… Continue reading The Toll
It has been almost one year since I left a stable, high paying job working for the Federal Government, took the savings I had, and started Forget Me Not Advocacy Group. For almost six months prior to this event, I worked hard to get the paperwork in order, obtain our 501(c)3 status, establish a Board, and… Continue reading Lessons I’ve Learned In the Past Year
I’ve noticed a trend; one I can relate to all too well. There are a lot of people out there, men and women, who know they need help, but fight the prospect of actually seeking it out. I was there. At times I still am. It’s kind of like losing weight. I know I have… Continue reading Choosing Survivor Status
Today I am sad. Today I am frustrated. Today I feel the weight of that which I don’t understand and I struggle with my own self-doubt. I do not like being in this place, and yet I find myself here again. My own words to support others seem to mock me from the back of… Continue reading Today
Forget Me Not Advocacy Group, Inc. (“FMN”) is a 501(c)3 Non-Profit Organization located in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. FMN was formed when I saw a need I wished to fill. As I wrote, and made more connections, people started sharing their stories with me and asking me to speak publically. Based on numerous conversations, and tons of… Continue reading A Look Inside the Forget Me Not Advocacy Group
“I will probably never see you again. He’s going to kill you.” My mom said it sternly, yet lovingly, as she pulled away from me and got in the car.
Dear “You,” You are the people that represent stability in a victim’s life, or at least you should. You are their parents, their siblings, their extended family, and their friends. Perhaps you are the friend or family of the abuser. Or, maybe you are the neighbor next door, across the hall, or down the street.… Continue reading A Letter to the Family and Friends of Victims