Part 2: Leaving One Cage and Walking Into Another
By the time I left my family’s home, I had no savings, three jobs, and zero understanding of how to identify abuse. Two weeks later, I’d moved in with my first boyfriend—who became my next abuser. Here’s Part 2 of my story.
Who I Am and Why I Fight
This space is where I document the fight, the research, the advocacy, and—in the moments where I can manage it—the hope that we can build something better than what I survived.