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Breaking the Silence ~ Domestic Violence/Molestation/Rape/Drug & Alcohol Abuse

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Let's start breaking the silence of all forms of abuse!  We are a platform that allows people a voice to discuss their past or present issues with domestic violence, mental & physical abuse, drug & alcohol abuse, molestation, and rape.  We are not here to judge, but to instead encourage people to tell their stories and be heard.  We invite and welcome any and all to spread the word and break the silence!

Special survivor guest:

Caleb Devine ~ I was born and raised in New Orleans, Louisiana in the 70's.  Like many Afro-American families during that era, there was no father present. My mom was only 17 when she had me. Being a mother was not at the forefront of her to-do list and pretty soon, my mom became hooked on drugs. By age 9, I was left alone for sometimes 3 days or more at a time to care for my younger siblings. Child Protective Services stepped in eventually and took us all into custody.  I was physically abused by the foster parents and the other foster siblings. Two of my siblings and I were ultimately adopted by one of my mom's distant cousins and the abuse got even worse because she was an alcoholic. I wound up running away and the streets became my home and later, prison.

Rosslyn Johnson ~   It is quite usual for women to sit around and reminisce about past relationships. Especially the ones that leave a bitter taste in your mouth. There are a lot of things that I wish I could forget. And lots of things I still carry in my heart. Troubling times force me to revisit the stains of my past. Maybe I'm sitting at home on the couch and I'm watching something on television that sparks a memory of when, then I remember in candid detail what happened to me long back then. . I didn't know how or where to start. All I knew was just like the birds and the bees I had to tell her my story. At the end of my tell-tale; I realized I’M A SURVIVOR. And this is my story.