domestic violence.

so if you have never heard of dj williams, he is an amazing tight end for the arkansas razorbacks that is looking forward to being drafted into the nfl. his life hasn't always been this great though. for the first eleven years of his life, he dealt with domestic abuse in his home. his father would emotionally abuse his mother by telling her she was trash, amongst other things, and even make her own son tell her that she is a whore. he physically abused her. he even took an iron skillet and hit her across the back of the head with extreme force. she briefly left him and he was charged, spending ninety days in jail. after he served his time, he somehow convinced their mother to return to him. and everything continued. his father abused cocaine on a regular basis. on his eleventh birthday, his dad took him on what was supposed to be a fishing trip. instead his dad took out his cocaine and left dj in the truck, holding a six shooter. at that exact moment, dj was so tired of everything and all he could think to do to end everything was end his life. after his mom found out what happened, she told her children they were leaving as soon as possible. they took refuge in a women's shelter (for those who have experienced abuse) in dallas the very next day. soon after their dad was wanted for the murder of another man. the family was told that it would be best for them to leave the state for their safety. dj williams told his mom not to worry about where they were going to go next, because he pointed at little rock.... and that's where they went. and the rest is pretty much history.


just hearing his story and knowing that he went through so much, for so long, makes my emotions crazy. i am so blessed to have not had to experience either of my parents abusing drugs. but i also realize how very thankful i am to have such a strong mother in my life. god has truly blessed me. she could have easily stayed, but she chose to leave. just reflecting on that period of time, i feel so frustrated and upset. but i know that we have been blessed with such amazing friends and family that supported us through everything. in addition, i'm confident that karma is real and that son of a bitch will get his. i don't know how he looks at himself in a mirror and i damn sure don't know how that slut stays with him, full and well knowing what he's done. all i can say is what a freaking keeper. thank you, mom, for being such a great role model for us. although i wish a lot of things that happened hadn't, i wouldn't change anything because i wouldn't be where i am, or who i am, today. i love you.

STOP DOMESTIC VIOLENCE.