Life After Leaving

The difficult season after escaping.

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    I Recognized Her Story Because I Almost Didn’t Make It Out of Mine

    What Death of a Pastor’s Wife brought back to me about coercive control, financial abuse, emotional abuse, psychological abuse, spiritual abuse, survival—and the God who never stopped having a plan for my life. A note before reading: This post discusses sexual assault, coercive control, psychological and spiritual abuse, and fear for personal safety. Please take care of yourself while reading. I wasn’t prepared for what happened to me when I watched Death of a Pastor’s Wife. I knew it would be difficult to watch. What I didn’t expect was to recognize so much of it. Not because Mica’s story and mine are the same. They aren’t. I would never pretend…

  • Court Abuse

    When the Justice System Becomes the Weapon

    I don’t think people understand how broken the justice system is until they’re forced to live inside it. I’ve been in court with my ex for over two years. Not because we’re divorcing — we’ve been divorced since 2022.Not because our children are minors — they are 22 and 19 (almost 20). And yet, here we are. I am being accused of parental alienation, of not getting bills switched into my name within 30 days, and of being ordered to repay a $20,000 lump sum I was awarded in the divorce. Parental alienation of adult children. That alone should have stopped this at the door. Instead, the court has allowed…

  • Stalking

    Still Being Watched-When Moving On Isn’t Enough

    I was going to pick up pizza. That’s it. Nothing major. Just a quick errand on a quiet Sunday evening. My son is out of town in my car, so I was driving his car—one my ex-husband and his new wife wouldn’t recognize unless they were actively watching. And they were. As I pulled to the light at the end of my road, I noticed their car behind me. I looked in the rearview mirror and saw her—his wife—holding up her phone, snapping photos of the vehicle I was in. Documenting. At first, I told myself maybe it was nothing. Maybe I was overreacting. But when I turned onto the…

  • Rocked Me Like a Hurricane

    Like a Hurricane

    Life hit like a hurricane—sudden, violent, and loud. But in the eye of that storm, I found silence, strength, and the start of healing. This isn’t just about surviving chaos—it’s about rising through it."