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My life has been a series of losses, disappointments, and failures. In my early twenties, I suffered the loss of
my first child in a tragic bus accident. This sent me into a deep depression for over a year. After the loss
of my baby, my husband turned to alcohol and drugs as a coping mechanism, thus destroying the life as we had known it.
He became violent and abusive and I suffered many beatings from him. Such a beating nearly cost me the life of my second
child. However, my baby was strong and survived. But she was born with severe complication. Most of her
first year of life was spent in and out of hospitals, seeking medical attention from a series of doctors who did not know
how to treat her. She was much like the bubble boy and could not even go out to play like a normal child. I left
her father when she was 11 months old. Even after I left him, I still suffered depression and through the years it would
only get worse. It had escalated to a dangerous level. I required medications and counseling. It has been
a long battle, but I have finally conquered my depression. I have closed the book to my past and I am now dedicating
my spare time to supporting, encouraging and inspiring other women, helping them to live more productive and positive lives.
Depression and domestic violence are all around us, but we often do not recognize the signs. They go left untreated
and often lead to terrible consequences. My goal is to hopefully impact the lives of women and make a difference in
the world. My mission is to educate women and to teach them to believe in themselves, to promote a safe environment
filled with hope, healing and growth.
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