Her allegations brought down megachurch pastor Bruxy Cavey. Then the anonymous trolls came for her.
In the last year, there were several incidents of abuse that made headlines in the news. But when I started writing about abuse on the internet, I realized something else, which is that very few people knew it was happening. As I dug into this issue, I learned that it had been happening since 1997 (and maybe even earlier before that).
One reason I decided to speak out was because the story of abuse that makes the news is one that rarely reaches the public or gets reported on until it is too late. When abused women report it, then it becomes news. And the only way for those who were attacked to recover is if they report, but usually the media isn’t there.
Many victims I spoke to were too scared to tell anyone.
I am not a journalist. I am not a lawyer. I am not anything; however, I am a survivor of domestic abuse and am writing to you because we have to speak. And we have to stop being silent, because we have to speak out and tell the story that we saw, heard, and lived through.
I don’t want anyone to think that I am a “whistle-blower.” I am not.
I am a survivor of domestic abuse. I am also an activist.
I went to college and then started working for a Christian publishing company.
I became a Christian and became an activist.
Then I woke up one day and realized that I was living a lie.
I realized that while it was true that I did not know I had any right to live as a woman, it is also true that I had to wake up to the reality of my life. I was at this point a Christian, but I was not living the life God wanted me to live. The lie that I believed was that the Bible was complete, that sex was okay, and that I had no choice but to obey. I believed, until I woke up.
The lie that I believed that my life was “perfect” was that I accepted a man as my husband–that he was worthy of everything I wanted–including being able to sleep
