When I was 17 I joined the USAF to pay for medical school. My first boyfriend, who was also in the Air Force, started getting too intense. When we were getting ready to go out one night, he picked up my hair dryer while it was still hot, and pressed it against my back, burning me. I broke up with him. Then one night several weeks later I was invited to go out with a group of our mutual friends (mostly male, as there were very few women on base). I went, believing there was no issue. The next morning, I started waking up while being stuffed through a small opening in a barbed wire fence at the perimeter of the base. Over the next few days, I heard that I’d been “roofed and nailed,” that my “friends” had “pulled a train” on me. I was told that I could be sent to Leavenworth (military prison) for violating the UCMJ (military law) code “failure to protect government property.” I was instructed to leave the base quietly, so that I could receive an honorable rather than a dishonorable discharge.
"Mother-of-two Caroline Parry, 49, was shot at close range by her "controlling and dominant" husband on a residential street near her home last August.
She had left Christopher Parry, 50, after 27 years of unhappiness, so he shot her and turned the gun on himself.”
Shirley (my cousin) and I grew up together braving the inner city projects . She had been staying at my apartment for a few weeks. The night after Christmas 2001, I could hear her snoring loudly on the sofa when I got home from the movie theater. It wasn’t until the next day, we discovered Shirley was dead. Quincey, her estranged boyfriend, had broken the window beside the door to gain entrance, which wasn’t visible at night, and dragged her by her hair while stomping her with steel toe boots. Then he placed her on the sofa face down in a sleeping position. Beaten, she laid on the sofa dying from a head injury and I never had any indication that anything was wrong. The neighbor’s blurry recollection and his story that she hit her head earlier has allowed this murderer to walk free. Rest.In.Paradise. Shirley Litchfield 12/13/74-12/26/01
"Speaking to Mailonline from his home in Sun City, California, Thomas Stay said that Ron Haskell, 33, envied the life his son Stephen had built with his wife Katie and their five children.
According to Thomas Stay, Haskell couldn’t accept his separation from his ex-wife Melannie - Katie’s sister - and chose to massacre his son and his family because he was ‘jealous of Stephen and Katie’s family and what they could have that he didn’t have’.” …
"Just last week, Karla Jean Haskell, Ron Haskell’s mother accused her son of domestic violence in San Marcos, California.
Court records reveal that Karla Haskell claims on July 3, her son got angry at her for talking to his ex-wife and duct taped her to a chair, with her arms taped as well.
According to ABC 13 the domestic violence report claims Haskell accused her son of choking her until she lost consciousness and that she stayed taped to the chair for four hours.
Indeed, according to court records, Haskell once had a restraining order filed against him by his ex-wife and had been considered a threat to their children, court records reveal.
Haskell was looking for his ex-wife, Melannie Haskell, when he forced his way into her sister’s home, tied up her famiy and shot them all.”
My sister was beaten to death in her own home by her husband in the middle of the night with her 5 year old and 2 week old daughter upstairs sleeping. She was forced to conceive a child via a donor egg when they couldn’t conceive on their own. When she filed for divorce, the threats started coming and she feared for her life the entire pregnancy. She had plans to leave when they baby was a month old but she didn’t make it that long. She was repeatedly raped, beaten and verbally abused. It wasn’t always in front of her children, but that didn’t stop him from putting him in her place whenever he “had to” no matter who was around. He believed women were for child-bearing and yet he had two daughters that had to witness his wrath. Misogynistic to the extreme.
Kelly Boren, her two children Joshua and Haley, and her mother Marie King murdered by her husband when she tried to end the marriage.
“The bodies of Kelly Boren, 32; Joshua “Jaden” Boren, 7; Haley Boren, 5; Marie King, 55; and Joshua Boren, 34, were found inside their Spanish Fork house on Jan. 16. Police believe Joshua Boren, who had previously worked for the Utah County Sheriff’s Office, shot and killed his family in the upstairs area of their house before turning the gun on himself.”
"The night before the murders, Kelly and Joshua Boren got into a heated argument through text messages. Both of them seemed to agree at that point that their eight-year marriage was finally over.
"You (expletive) drugged and raped me," Kelly Boren texted, followed by four more texts with only the word "raped," according to the report.
"I hate my life because (of) you," she texted. "You killed a part of me."
"I don’t want to live in fear and hate and anger," she wrote in another text."
After suffering 18 years of abuse, 13 of which I was a constant witness to, my mother finally worked up the courage to leave my dad for good. Throughout my childhood, my mother and I were constantly moving between home and abuse shelters, where we could get a rest from the constant fear. She however, would always fall for the heartfelt apologies and gifts.
The day my mother made the decision to leave him for good, she had been witness to my father taking his anger out on me. It was in no way the first time I had suffered his abuse, but until that day, it had always been done without my mother’s knowledge, usually while she was at work.
My father seemed to have taken the separation fairly well and it looked like it would remain amicable. What we didn’t know was that my father only acted in a friendly manner, because he was hoping for a reconciliation in a near future. My mother moved on fairly quickly and even started dating someone casually. That is when things quickly went wrong.
My mother’s boyfriend was at our home one night. I called my mother from a friend’s house, asking if she could come pick me up, which she did. When we came back, we noticed my father had been at our house for an impromptu visit. Instead of finding my mother and I, he found her boyfriend and was now furious, waiting for my mother to return. Before, my mom even had the time to lock the car door, it had flung open and my father had his hands firmly tightened around my mother’s throat. I could here her gasping for air and I saw in my father’s eyes there would be no turning back. For reasons I don’t understand, my 13 year old self was able to unbuckle my mother’s seat belt, the pull her out of the car through the passenger’s door. My mother and I ran as fast as we could, yelling for help in the dark streets, until we knew for certain my father was no longer a threat.
I honestly have no idea what happened after this. I have no recollection of the events that unfolded the rest of the night and the days after the event. I will however always remember standing in court against my dad. I remember the judge telling him he should be ashamed to have done this, especially in front of his own daughter. I also remember that in the eyes of the law, his actions were only worth some probation time and some he was excused from for being on social welfare.
Apparently he got into her boyfriend’s home, started beating her and covered her mouth so nobody could hear her screams, then he disfigured her face and raped her, all of this in front of their three children. He’s only getting 7years of jail and is allowed to contact her after 5 years. I hate the justice system in my country.
News link (in portuguese): http://www.cmjornal.xl.pt/detalhe/noticias/nacional/portugal/sete-anos-de-cadeia-por-20-horas-de-terror
"The woman told police she was held against her will at a Tullahoma apartment and beaten into a blackout state after she refused to take part in group sex with her boyfriend, Aled Marable, and others.
She told officers that she knew she had been raped and forced to have an oral encounter.
The woman said her head was shaved as part of her punishment for not wanting to participate.”
I’m submitting my friend’s story here-she was only 12 when this happened.
A boy asked my best friend, when she was only 12, to have sex with him. She obviously refused, because she barely knew the guy, and he was very persistent about asking over and over. She kept on refusing him, and eventually he said that he understood he was wrong. He asked her to hang out with him so that he could apologize and maybe buy her an ice cream to make up for it. She agreed, and he lead her into a run down, pretty empty park. He proceeded to start hitting on her. My friend punched him and tried to run away, but he chased her. WHEN MY FRIEND WAS ONLY 12, A BOY CHASED HER, TRIED TO BEAT HER UP AND PULLED A KNIFE ON HER FOR REFUSING HIM. HE STABBED HER IN THE SHOULDER. All because a 12 year old girl wouldn’t sleep with him.
When people say that “we don’t need feminism”, it infuriates me. WE NEED FEMINISM BECAUSE SOME ASSHOLE FELT SO ENTITLED TO HER BODY THAT HE FUCKING STABBED HER. She was lucky to have made it out alive.