I grew up idyllic and carefree in a valley just beyond the coal fields in West Virginia.

I heard about abuse, I read about it, I knew that it sometimes happened. That sometimes a woman would get beaten by a boyfriend or husband. I knew about rape, but it never happened in my world. It was a far off “other” thing that you only thought about when you were already sad and needed that one more gut-wrenching thought to push the tears over the brim of your eyelids.

I never would have imagined the scope and magnitude of violent acts committed against a person simply because she happens to be female.

Read the rest of this post over at A Sista’s Journey.  

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