Teen Dating Violence and Intimate Partner Violence Against Women: Female IPV Survivors’ Experiences with Accessing Resources

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Female IPV Survivors’ Experiences with Accessing Resources

This article is from the Journal of Counseling and Development. The article researches the positive and negative resources available for women in an abusive relationship. Some of the positive experiences were family and peer support.

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Domestic violence affects so many people in this world from poverty stricken to the wealthy. This blog contains information for any victim in an abusive relationship to get help they need to be safe. I have been fortunate to have never experienced domestic violence, but my heart goes out to the many people that live in this terror every day. My mission in life will be to take the knowledge I have gained from BEHS 453 to educate people on ways to prevent domestic violence, warnings signs to recognize if there is violence occurring, and treatment options for victims.

Still I Rise by Maya Angelou

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom? 'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

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Female IPV Survivors’ Experiences with Accessing Resources

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