The flannel pajamas– the warrior armor

youarenotalone    reflection   MyJustice

Dear Readers,

Every time I’m asked to speak at an event, I can’t help but be overwhelmed and triggered, so then I’m usually inspired to write. However the topic isn’t always pleasant. As with most of my writings this may be stressful for some to read, but if we do not challenge ourselves we can never move forward. This is part of my childhood memories and I hope it will empower and inspire you to become active in helping us update old laws and policies so that we can tell the children in America, that we are putting forth every possible protective measure to ensure that you will grow to believe in the protections; believe in your inalienable and fundamental RIGHT TO BE SAFE, to live free from harm and free from fear.

Thanks for reading, please sign the petition at the bottom and help us actively protect our nation’s children.

The story of ‘The Flannel Pajamas’ probably gives the best view into their daily fight for survival.

‘The Flannel Pajamas; a warrior’s armor’

Walter both hated me and adored me now. He still kept coming into the bathroom when I tried to bathe. He’d sit on the toilet seat, talking his filthy talk to me; making sure I felt as if I didn’t even know how to wash myself right, and also that I responded to all of his disgusting remarks. He always made me talk his dirty language and I knew way too much for my young age. I hated everything about my life. I hated him for making me participate in his sick little games. I hated everything about taking a bath, because it became part of his torture. I just wanted to get in the bathroom and hide, not bathe.

The last time I bathed he came in and I decided once again to try and be brave. I yelled downstairs to Mom asking her to make him get out. Of course nobody cared what I had to say as I started to speak up against him. When I yelled for Mom she just yelled back up for him to leave, as though it were an accident he was in there at all. The rage in his eyes grew so furious they looked like they were on fire. He walked out of the bathroom swearing he would get back at me. He would make sure I paid for speaking against him. Mother never asked, or seemed to care at all, if I was alright. In fact, she didn’t even care to hug me since he came into our lives and took away the happy child I was, and should have been.

He stomped down the stairs and when I hoped for her to start yelling at him or even better, maybe hit him; all I heard instead was the normal silence and him turning on the television. “What did I expect? There was never anyone that had stood up for me, questioned me, or helped me; why would that ever change?” 

Our new rental house was huge. The upstairs bedrooms were set up differently from most other houses I’d lived in over the years. We never seemed to stay in the same house very long. My little sister Rachel and I had the door to the right as you got to the top of the stairs. The interior wall had an open doorway from Mom’s room to mine. Mom slept on the right side of the bed, which put her on the same side as the open doorway. Walter would sometimes enter my room at night using that doorway, which meant he had to sneak out of bed and then walk along the end of their bed,walking past Mom to get into my room. Since Rachel and I shared a bed, not just a room, he had to be even more careful about his nighttime visits, because she was getting older and I know there are many troublesome memories she’s told me she’s had problems dealing with; although I’m not sure exactly what some of those memories entail.

As I got older, he would use more force in his hand that covered my mouth. When he snuck up to the side of my bed, his hand would clamp down around my jaw, squeezing so I could feel his dominance of secrecy during his torture. Actually he was growing more violent with me on a daily basis now. Since Mom was bartending in the evenings, it was easier for him to make my life a living hell. 

I had only one nightgown, which was a very thin, pale yellow, see through cotton gown. It had a white upper part around the chest just above my breasts with flowers of purple embroidered on it. It was a pretty gown, but actually much to old for me. Every time I wore it I felt ashamed because it was really too revealing for such a young girl. Supposedly this was a present he bought for me, which Mom had allowed him to pick out and purchase from Victoria Secrets when they took a day out for themselves walking around at the newly built Fairview Heights, ‘St. Clair Square’ mall. I had just one bra and shared my five year old sister’s underwear.

Richie had it made, or at least I thought he did. He had two doors which closed his room off. He actually had a door from the bathroom and a door from Mom’s room, and they both had bolting locks. Mom said, “He is a boy and boys are different from girls. He needs his privacy.” I could never understand the logic behind that excuse, but there was little I could do about changing her mind. He also had thick heavy flannel pajamas with a shirt that buttoned all the way up to the neck. I was so jealous of those pajamas and wanted them so badly. He had to pair of these awesome pajamas, but a night would come that I would sneak one of those, later stashing them away in the bottom drawer of the dresser I shared with Rachel. Although I only wore them one time, I did hang onto them. Much later as I was packing my clothes to leave home shortly after turning seventeen; I found them there and was instantly frozen, completely terrified and my breath stopped dead.

While I was trying to go through my day to day life of being a pre-teen dealing with school, my thoughts were always concentrated on hoping my mom was going to be home when Rachel and I walked in the door. It was my duty of course, to pick her up from class and be sure we came straight home. There were chores waiting everyday to be done. I still remember the extremely dreaded five block walk with my sister, who now had started kindergarten. The short distance felt more like five miles worrying about what was ahead that evening.

First I had to cook dinner for the five of us and clean up the kitchen. I had to do a load of laundry, help my sister with homework, make sure she got to bed on time, only then if there was time and peace I would try to do my schoolwork as well. This was my expected normal routine of daily life. Although my brother checked to make sure the trash got out, everything else my family needed always lied on my shoulders from about age ten. I really tried to pay attention in school, but there was just too many worries at home. My favorite subjects were Math and English, but I never had the guts to raise my hand or even answer a question when the teacher called on me. Walter had destroyed my self-confidence and my self-esteem with his constant abuse. Truthfully I really didn’t have either of those qualities, never believed there was anything good about me at all until I was about thirty-five. 

When I was in school all I noticed were the whispers and pointing from the other kids. I walked around by myself; keeping my head lowered and my mouth shut. Shelly and I didn’t have many classes together anymore, but she was still the best friend I had, the only one who seemed to talk with me now and then.

Everything Walter had done along with the neglect from my mother, just helped to confirm the filthy useless girl I felt I was inside. I didn’t want to draw any type of attention towards myself. Filthy, stench covered, ugly, and slave driven out of trained fear had become my identity at twelve years old. This was the only way I knew how to survive everyday. Survival meant I had to grow and adapt to my environmental surroundings. Distracting his attention away from me was my hardest chore. I kept hoping that maybe I could turn him off or better, maybe I could disgust him the way that I disgusted myself and then perhaps he would stay away.

Mom was never good at encouraging proper hygiene, nor did she care about teaching proper etiquette. She didn’t give the guidance that a struggling, drowning, young preteen girl needed. There was no discussion of boys and really no discussion of how my daily life was going. I was just there. There to clean, cook and take care of the family when she was working, which I surely understood she had to do, but I didn’t know that was supposed to include her husband. I felt as dirty and tangled inside as my hair and body were on the outside. I was ashamed of my life and the hell that I lived in. 

Despite my attempts to make myself as ugly as possible, nothing deterred Walter from the sadistic passion he held for me. The word “passion” was used by the multiple therapists who often told me that his involvement with me and my life had developed from a type of “sick passion and jealousy”. He sought me out no matter how hard I tried to avoid him. I think back as I write this and wonder if the more I tried to push him away maybe the more that action turned him on; this fed his need to terrorize me. Everyday I struggled just to complete my daily chores. He would sneak around me all the time. While I was cooking he would come by and rub my ass, whispering how much he loved it. He would come up behind me while doing dishes and grab my breast; pinching the nipple so hard it made me pull away in pain. As I sat at the table doing my homework he would sneak up and grab at me running his hand across my chest. He always looked at me with eyes glowing and a wicked smile of evil on his face. It was a battle to ensure the outside world only saw the make-up of our family. No one could ever know about the impossibility of trying to be a normal child while living in a torture chamber at home. I never wanted anyone to know the true hell that existed in our house. 

Things were always going to be evil on the nights when Mom worked, which was usually at least four night a week. It always guaranteed that my night would be hell. I could barely put dinner on the table or take care of my sister while trying to dodge his every move. Richie and Rachel were always safe; as I only ever saw him be mad at them once or twice the entire twelve years we lived in the same house as a family. If I maneuvered the night well I could at least get Rachel to bed without battling him for peace. When she got to bed I would run in the bathroom and wash off with a hot washcloth; it was impossible to attempt a bath.

My night started when his voice yelled out; “Richie get your ass up to bed and tell your sister to get her butt in here.” As my brother made his way reluctantly up the stairs he was angry because I was allowed to stay up longer. If he only knew, but I’m certain he has memories as well, especially a few particular nights with Walter for sure. I wanted to climb in a closet and hide or maybe find some hole in which to escape. The voice again, “Trecia Ann, get your ass down here right now. You better be ready for bed too.” This meant that I had best be wearing my little pale yellow nightgown; his favorite special nightgown just for me. A few time I’d try to be really brazen and leave my bra on to cover my breasts and some underwear for my bottom. This just made him angry and he made me take them off anyway, but as a little girl I would still try.

Climbing those stairs down to hell was as long as that dreadful walk home from school. I wanted to turn and run out the door; run anywhere. On this particular night I was so terrified that I went into Richie’s room and locked the door behind me. Walter was really getting pissed at me and started yelling with a deep growl in his voice. He was so furious that I hadn’t come back downstairs right away. “How dare I go against him,” he yelled out. It made him angry but no one else would do anything to help me so I had to try and protect myself. 

Walter’s voice only raged out towards me. He never yelled for my sister or brother, only me. He had his own private play doll; that was it, just a life size doll he had the freedom to play with; do with whatever he wanted. I wanted to be a plastic doll like the ones my dad gave me when I was a little girl. There would be no feelings or thoughts to race through my head; no terror to make me shake in the middle of the night, no feelings of any kind. His voice kept getting louder and I could tell how angry he was getting.

Desperately seeking safety I crawled into bed with Richie. As I curled up next to him and wrapped my arms around him, my little girl voice filled with small tears begged him to help me. “Please Bubby, please help me,” I said. Deep inside I just wanted to disappear, but I knew I could never get away from him. Every night it was the same. I’d pray as hard as I could, “Please God, please just make me a boy.” Richie finally pushed me out of his bed when Walter started threatening to come upstairs and get me. He looked at me; crying the tears of a helpless boy as he told me; ‘Sissy, I’m sorry. You have to go, he’s yelling for you. I can’t help you’.

I stood next to his bed, my small body just begging for someone to reach out for me, to protect me. I stood there with my arms locked around my body, squeezing and holding myself as I cried and pleaded for his help. He was just a boy though; what could he have done to help me? Before I left Richie’s room, I pulled out his dresser drawer and found a pair of those wonderful flannel pajamas, then I snuck into the bathroom, bolted both doors shut tight. The little girl who stood in front of the mirror looking at herself wondering, “What is it about me? What is it that makes him come after me?” My body was physically shaking from head to toe while I struggled to put on those flannel pajamas; “These pajamas will cover me completely and protect me”, as if they had some type of magical power which would prevent him from touching me.

I felt a little safer at first when I started down the stairs that night, but he was waiting at the bottom landing and I could see how angry he was. He stood there like a huge barrel blocking my way. He grabbed my hair as he pushed me into the living room and I fell to the floor. He yanked me back up by my arm and he used his other hand to undo his belt while he dragged me to the back of the house. It was that same hateful leather belt he had drawn blood with so many times before.

He threw me into the back laundry area of the house. Maybe I should have made a run for the back door. I remember looking at it, but I knew I wouldn’t make it, besides I was just a child; a little girl being beaten because she put on a pair of pajamas hoping in some way they would protect her. He slammed me into a corner that I couldn’t get out of as he swung the first sting of his dominating belt. He grabbed me and pushed me up against the washer forcing his body on me so hard that it felt as if I would break in half from the pressure. He was pushing me back with all of his weight, crushing me. I felt it difficult to breathe as he tried bending me backwards against the washer. He kept swinging the belt. He landed a lash around my thigh and the leather grabbed against my skin.

Off of the laundry room, in a little small corner was a half bath area, just a small sink with a toilet and shower stall. He drug me into the little room and bent me over the sink. Raging he ordered, “Get your hands over here and pull down your pants!” He just kept yelling and swinging the belt. “You lean up against that sink there and do as I said. Trecia Ann, you get those pants down now! Don’t you move little girl or I‘ll rip the shit out of you.” I remember his instructions for my beating every time I stand at a sink to brush my broken teeth still today. It climbs into the back of my head and shoots sorrow into my heart. When I look at the vanity I can’t help but remember the little girl who was so frightened that night; the girl who could not get away from him; the girl getting beaten for putting on a pair of flannel pajamas. That little girl buttoned them all the way to the top; tight around the neck, praying they would protect her. Sadly she was raped from behind at that old sink while getting beaten in furious rage for believing she could stand against him.

The horror I felt as he beat me was nothing new. His violence was constant; the constant reminder that he was in control. There was no escape for me so I had to adjust and allow his torture. There could be no signals to the outside world that this was happening. No one could ever know the truth that was my life. I remember so vividly the emotions of terror and humiliation that shot through me. The days of walking through the school with my head down, ashamed of myself for all the disgusting ways he inflicted his dreadful game of torture with me. Later, I learned in therapy and study, all too often the brutalized child swallows their emotions in order to ease the pain of survival and bury the shame of their life. 

After he pulled out of me, his words burned against my neck. In his whispering anger I thought the devil himself was speaking to me. “How dare you?” he said, “You think I called you down here to see you in those ugly fucking things. You just keep trying me every chance you get, don’t you? You think that you can stop me?” He stepped back and grabbed the collar of the shirt, then swung his belt and it wrapped around my thigh again. It stung and felt as though it was cutting right through my skin. I don’t know how long he had me there. He was enjoying the punishment that he was dishing out. “You filthy, ugly, little whore,” he yelled as he pushed my face into the mirror. “You think you can get away from me. You will never be able to get away.” He grabbed the collar as he growled, “Just do as you are fucking told and shut up.”

He pushed me out of the room, down onto a pile of dirty laundry. I felt like I was a piece of garbage lying there. “Please just let me disappear,”my thoughts begged. “Let me dissolve into the filthy pile of laundry, simply disappear forever.” His final statement as he walked away was, “Get your ugly ass up to bed. You keep trying to push me and I will get you. When you least expect it, I will be there.” He walked into the living room huffing from being out of breath and sat down in his recliner. “Get upstairs you little bitch and you better make sure everyone shuts their fucking mouth.” 

Slowly I pulled myself up; my body stinging from the belt. Then, half stumbling, I made my way upstairs. Quietly I eased into bed, my heart still pounding in terror and the welts still growing on my backside. Rachel was asleep; at least her eyes were closed when I looked over at her. If she heard him beating me downstairs she was too scared to say anything about it. My hands pulled the covers in tightly around my body, hoping that they would keep him away, although I didn’t really expect a visit from him that night. At least I hoped it was over and once again I had survived. There were times after the beating, raging fit, when he still needed more. He would torture, send me away, and then call me back for more or sneak in my room for another type of attack. Now my legs, butt and back were stinging from the belt. The dread of what might be next took over my thoughts as I quietly cried myself to sleep. Richie was in his room probably still in the same huddled up position that I had left him in, but he didn’t say a word and he didn’t come in to check on me. My body was exhausted from the beating and the stress of it all so I didn’t hear or feel anyone come sneaking around as I slept. He must have felt satisfied by his imposed torture and chose not to visit me. Trembling now as the feeling of terror comes rushing back, much the same as I trembled then. It really didn’t matter if he killed me because I already felt so completely dead on the inside and so isolated from everyone on the outside.

The next morning Mom was yelling for me to get Rachel ready and come down for school. As I opened my eyes I reached down to rub a spot on my thigh where the belt had landed. I had hoped it was all a dream, but the welts were there to prove me wrong. They swelled up more through the night and my entire thigh
was burning with pain. My legs and every other part of me were still very sore and when I inspected them I could see the purple mounds of blood lying just underneath the flesh, perfectly in line with where the belt had landed. There were marks on my back, down my buttocks and both thighs and a few marks that wrapped around my calves. My body was in so much pain from the beating and slamming around the night before. It really hurt to move at all. My head was sore from where he held onto my hair, which it seemed he always did. I tried splashing cold water on my eyes to help with the swelling, but it just made them sting. The bags around them were dark and so swollen I could hardly see through them at all


As I finished getting ready and started down the stairs, my mind was praying that Walter had already left for work so I wouldn’t have to see his stare. Mom, as always, said absolutely nothing when I slowly arrived downstairs. She didn’t show any signs that she even noticed me. The normal night of my terror and torture had become the routine and it meant nothing to anyone; it was as if I didn’t even exist. Mom didn’t care what happened to make me look like I did or walk the way was. She was so absolutely blind to the pain and hurt that I had been in for the past seven years. Her only concern that morning was for my sister to get to school. “You girls better hurry up or your sister is going to be late,” she said to me. So without saying a word Rachel and I grabbed our books for school and my dreadful day started.’’

From the written true horror of ‘My Justice’, published March 2011.

This is how a child feels when they are brutalized and sexually dominated, used in servitude, traded out and forced in silence to allow others to do whatever they want, completely without concern for any emotions they feel at all.

‘Hell Yes’ I do know very well just how ugly the idea that a parent could dismiss this type of brutality and disgusting actions against their own child. Even worse that someone you are told is your ‘Dad’, could be so intently evil against you. The thought that your happy childhood could change into something so brutal, is never something a child can control. They become objects in their identity; a slave to the needs of others, but without concern or acknowledgement for any tear they shed. Those you live with, those who should love and protect you in gentle guidance through life, instead they enjoy the terror in your eyes, the fear they smell like animals, the dominance over your very breath.

My monster, my terrorist, thrilled when others raped me, filled me with alcohol, weed, cocaine to manipulate; then sent me dancing from lap to lap. I still recall those moments, although its not something I want to remember at all. The days and nights when he wanted to hear all the gory details, then he looked me in the eye and said; ‘God will never forgive you now. You are no longer a young child and God will not ignore what you’ve done. God will never take you into Heaven, not ever.’

As ridiculous as it may sound, and as impossible as it may be, I am still afraid of my afterlife in many ways. I’m spiritual in every sense of the word, but I cannot step into a church without fearing the overbearing judgment of my life. I am afraid that if I haven’t learned my life’s lesson and have to suffer through again, there is no way I could possibly survive his torture ever again. I’m terrified in some way that the monster I still feel creeping around me at times, will be there; waiting for me so that he can attack once again. How bad is the fear when you fear that dominating monster in every single breath you take, in every moment you live, but even worse in the moment you die. Who will protect you from him then?

These monstrous types of offenders will do whatever it takes to demean you and destroy every part of your being. This particular monster stalked and preyed on me even when I was forty years old and temporarily staying at my mother’s new house in Eldorado, Illinois; I wanted to believe he couldn’t be well enough to climb down those stairs to the shower room, just has Mom had said when she refused to let me use her bathroom to shower. However, sure enough as I went to rinse the soap out of my hair, I heard something. When I stepped out to pull back the doorway curtain, there he stood. He was sneaking in like the monster he was; prowling to feed off the fear he had instilled so well.

This is why we most definitely need to continue every ounce of energy to create awareness, bring light to their dark tortured pain and isolation. They are too ashamed, too terrified, certain you will reject them and send them back to endure this constant hell. It is our duty, the duty of our laws and policies, to absolutely ensure that every measure is in place to help victims who need us, every moment they need us. Make sure that law enforcement, teachers, healthcare workers, even our neighbors and school mates understand how serious this is and how destructive to live day after day, month after month, year after year, attack after attack without ever a single person who cares enough to ask; ‘Are you SAFE?’

How is it possible that we have tens of millions of survivors of these types of terroristic family crimes, but yet we can’t seem to get more than 500 signatures? Are we not tired of the ‘Good Ol’ Boy Laws’? Are we not tired of the dismissal and blame we place on young victims? Are we ready to end the teaching of tolerance, silence, and protecting these Family Terrorist, who attack day after day, enjoying the demeaning destruction of bright beautiful children? It’s time and I, along with many other excellent warrior advocates, will stand with you 100% to update our policies in helping victims rebuild, but more importantly to begin teaching the fundamental, inalienable right to be safe for every being around the world. If we work so hard, give so much, to defend the rights of these monstrous criminals; then it is certainly equal we should work so hard to protect our victims, especially children, so that each will feel their own special type of Flannel Pajamas, their warrior armor to protect from the burning touch and keep them safe forever.

HOW IN THE WORLD DO WE EVEN JUSTIFY TEACHING SILENCE OF THEIR GREATEST FEARS; THE FEAR WITHIN THEIR HOME, THE CONSTANT TERRORISTIC TORTURE THEY HOPE TO SURVIVE EVERY SINGLE DAY!!

PLEASE HELP, PLEASE SIGN, PLEASE SHARE!!!

https://www.change.org/p/mr-president-please-enforce-the-right-to-be-safe-for-all-persons-especially-our-children-enforce-family-terrorist-act-trecia-s-law

Thank you for reading here. Thank you for protecting the children who come into your life’s circle. If every one of those millions of survivors will make a commitment to protect just one child today, this will ensure a beginning to an end of these very ugly, brutally monstrous, terroristic types of family crimes.

Best Regards,

Patricia ‘Trish’ McKnight

Author: ‘My Justice’

Speaker, Trainer, Advocate, Survivor

Butterfly Dreams Abuse Recovery 

Family Crimes Act–Trecia’s Law

 

Hi Readers,

We changed the name but not the measures. No one approved of the name ‘Family Terrorist Act’ – so we changed it to ‘Family Crimes Act’. However, we still hold firm in our guidelines and measures to introduce the acts of ‘terroristic’ abuse.

Read, Sign, Share & Promote our petition here – https://www.change.org/p/mr-president-please-enforce-the-right-to-be-safe-for-all-persons-especially-our-children-enforce-family-terrorist-act-trecia-s-law

Don’t you ever get fed up of the way abusive, violent and/or sexual problems keep harming persons inside your family, your continued bloodline? How many of us have kids suffering in bad relationships, harmful marriages, personally destructive acts such as; drugs, alcohol, mental health problems and other such challenges. Does your family have a history of these dysfunctions? Perhaps your mother, father, brother, sister, grandparent have all dealt with either violence or sexual harm?  I don’t understand how so many of us have been terrorized by parents & family, but still our society turns away.

On average it was back in the early 1960’s we started reviewing and collecting data on these types of issues, although we certainly didn’t address the seriousness of the types of actions; nor have we addressed them as being crimes. However, there is constant overwhelming medical, financial, and prosecutorial challenges and burdens as a direct result of these crimes in our country alone; yet they seem to be the most lenient of punishments in our system. We call persons we DON’T know, who commit acts like this, MONSTERS. However, when it is a parent, family member, partner, spouse; we just turn away and tell our kids not to say anything to anyone about it. We tell them that even though these acts are some of the most horrific, graphic, and brutally detrimental; there is no need to address them, ‘just shut up and get over it already’.

How much longer are we willing to do this? How many more lives will be impacted by these life wounding, taught human cruelties? How many more will commit suicide or live as if death & destruction is what they deserve, because no one has ever seemed to care about just how bad it really was, or still is, for them? How much longer will it take for our society to be concerned enough to stand firm, stand united, and help those we know are suffering even if it’s just within YOUR FAMILY.

Illinois General Assembly Member, House Representative Jay Hoffman is ready to present one amendment from our drafted guidelines in the ‘Family Crimes Act’ – Trecia’s Law, in the April deliberations of House Bill 3242, Criminal Statutes 2012. In this bill is the added amendment changing Illinois Statute of Limitations for the criminal act of Involuntary Sexual Servitude, along with a barrage of other sexual crimes against a child.

  Illinois Statute of Limitations of sexual crimes against children, including Involuntary Sexual Servitude; changes from 1 year of victim’s 18th birthday – to 20 years from the date of victim’s 18th birthday.

This is a huge measure, finally our criminal system is addressing the intense impact on the victim’s ability to face the ongoing issues of enforced silence or disassociation to the severity of lifetime negative influence as a direct result of these types of ‘terroristic’ abuses. This change allows victim’s time to process trapped emotions from past Criminal Assaults, either physical, emotional, and/or sexual.

Please contact your Illinois Legislators today!! Let’s start right here, right where it happened against ‘Trecia Ann’ and so many others just like her.

 Tell your legislators to VOTE YES House Bill 3242.

Outside of Illinois, contact your Political Representatives and tell them we want to introduce Federal Law across the country to protect rights against Family Crimes, including and especially, the acts of ‘terroristic’ abuse.

 Tell Your Legislators –

One Federal Process of Prosecution & Policy Mandates across the country.

We have on average about 40 Million Adult Survivors, in the U.S. alone. This is estimated because we will never know just how many have been terrorized, shamed, or abandoned to carry dark secrets and life lived patterns of self destruction as a direct result of those which our family, friends, and community members have ignored throughout mankind’s history. We do not have to continue this path. We have a choice to Act in Protection or to Teach Tolerance & Silence. All we have to do is put our foot down; draw our line in the sand; absolutely stand united and strong as one human society to end this ongoing cycle, which is much like our own human cancer invading again and again, generation after generation. Will we continue to ask ‘Why does this have to hurt so many?’, or will we finally look that child in the face and ask; ‘What happened?’

What’s causing you to be so angry at everyone?

What’s causing you to be so sexually aggressive?

What’s causing you to hurt yourself with drugs, alcohol, cutting, and promiscuous behaviors?

What’s causing the increase of porn, criminal behaviors, drug addictions, learning disabilities, and chronic illnesses to invade all economic, geographic, races, religions, ages and genders of our society?

Learn about the growing challenges and the Multi Billion Dollar Annual Burden on our United States Financial Deficit, on average 140 Billion Dollars Every Year of taxpayer monies used in the lifetime prevention and recovery costs related to Child Abuse, Domestic/IP Violence, and Human Trafficking. Let’s put that money to good use and better direct exactly how funds are distributed to prosecute and assist in life skills training and fear related trauma recovery for victims and families who deal with these types of issues. Let’s educate ourselves and learn to connect the dots in our human history and the detrimental behaviors we continue to teach in the forced silence, societal acceptance, and refusal to address these harmful influences, even if its just to change things in your family.

Would you like to take our survey? – ‘Have you suffered terroristic abuse?’ http://goo.gl/forms/ZwoVYDs6fN

Here you’ll find a fabulous presentation we’ve developed from the past five years of studied information, along with the life long-lived in the generational impact of some of the most extremely detrimental and disgusting abuses, which some 200 persons or more have personally shared.

‘Family Crimes’ – the true human horror; presentation created by Patricia McKnight; supported by Dana Pfeiffer, Exec. Director Grounds of Grace and Lisa Chilton, Legal Advocacy Director Violence Prevention Center of SW Illinois. Helping to educate & initiate community awareness in the prevention and recovery services for those dealing with some type of negative impact from acts associated to Family Crimes or Terroristic Abuse. We will present for your employees, guidance counselors, community members, and healthcare or law enforcement responders.

Contact – trish.mcknight@live.com for more information

Help us end the growing cycle of what is now more than 3.7 million reports annually for crimes against children. Together we can all do something to aid in the prevention of these acts, even if its just directly with our family members alone. However, it is crucial we address this as a societal issue as well. Our youth are exploding with dysfunction, rage, criminal and gang related violence. How much longer will you look away when things like this are affecting the lives of your neighbors, your community, or your family?

We are a human society and each have equal rights to life, liberty and security of person; without regard to date of birth, religion, race, or gender. Do not turn away simply because you have been taught to believe; its just another family issue, its nothing that will do any permanent harm.

You Deserve:

Respect as you give to others

Love as you give to others

A safe place in which to live, grow, and thrive

Thank you,

Patricia A McKnight

Butterfly Dreams Abuse Recovery

Author: ‘My Justice’

What will you gain from reading ‘My Justice’?

 

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                   Patricia A. McKnight

 

Many people have told me how ‘My Justice’ has influenced their lives in a powerful way.  Sadly, I’ve also been told how my ‘victim’ story is way too graphic and is not suitable for public knowledge.

‘You really should tame it back Trish, it’s just too much in your face and our attendees just are not very receptive. Perhaps if you turned it back a notch or so.’

I’d like to take a few moments to help people out in making the decision to read ‘My Justice’ or hear ‘My Story’.

First off, let me say, this is an extremely violent true account of, not only the twelve long years of ‘terroristic’ child molestation, rape, exploitation, sex trafficking, family servitude, and physically disfiguring neglect, but also how having to endure through all of these pains affected my adult life, adult relationships, marriages, sense of self worth, and most importantly my parenting and independent skills in supporting a family. As you read the chapters, going from one traumatic ugly event to another, you are engaged in the accounts from the child, woman, wife, mother, and then the survivor whose only mission is to be a good person and find a sincere, safe, true love.

  • This book is NOT intended for any reader under the age of fourteen
  • This book is highly recommended for victims of similar types of childhood or adult personal violations and harm.
  • ‘My Justice’ is extremely useful in educating yourself and persons within law enforcement, healthcare, psychology, and family service providers.
  • ‘My Justice’ is a walk through a victim’s life in a home with a dominating forceful personality who engrained a sense of fear so intense, she lived day after day, year after year, in a constant threat of attack. You will see how this type of environment impacted her entire life, her decisions, behaviors, parenting, and how she was trained to be a sexualized, submissive personality with absolutely no other spark of identity within.

‘My Justice’ is a personal journey written first with only the intent to get it all out of my body. The memories were flooding my soul at that time, triggered by my mother’s heart attack and illness. Yes, it had always eaten away at me, how could so many people who interacted throughout so many years of my life, how could they have abandoned me to be so completely destroyed. I really had no idea who I was supposed to be. The second purpose was to explain to my children how it all had played out and affected their lives. I needed them to forgive my lack in skills, see how important they really were to me, and somehow use the knowledge I was beginning to finally understand myself; use what I’d written and studied in my own life changing path so that they could change how things were in their lives. Seeing how Bink reacted as he read through his true love’s life long pattern of pain was like a spark that perhaps I did matter, perhaps my secrets mattered, perhaps my horrific life could help someone else figure out how to change what had been done to them.

I found out just how many adult survivors of these types of childhoods were in our society. Everyone of us felt isolated in our pain, trapped by the expected behaviors & achievements of our society and unable to openly speak about these horrors. In the centuries before the internet, there may have been one or two who felt safe enough to reveal the truth, but most were living life ashamed of what happened and afraid of being ostracized for being that once silent, trapped, manipulated and controlled, terrorized victim. We were living our lives weighed down by all of the disgusting, vile, and brutal acts we had no choice but to endure and accept; no matter how often they happened or what we were forced to do. After some serious consideration, with a reluctance as to how it was going to be accepted, I took a chance and self published these nightmares because to me as I wrote out my dark inner self, there was a inner sense of finally taking back my freedom, my own sense of person, and I began to put together the person, with the values, that I wanted to be today. With me, through many who know me, what you see is really what you get. There are no longer any dark secrets looming behind the curtain. I am no longer trapped with his monstrous hand covering my mouth and holding me silent as I lay there trapped in his evil attacks. No longer was my only identity wrapped up in the sexualized, devalued, and stripped raw person my parents created. Publishing ‘My Justice’ was publishing ‘My Freedom’ and in finding my own identity I realized just how important ‘My Justice’ really was and it became my heart’s mission to change the centuries of human silence about this tragic topic.

 So let’s go forward then…..

Who will be helped and how will they be helped in reading this violent journey through my third nervous breakdown as a result of all that had been my life?

Victims & Survivors:

Although you may find this book triggering or upsetting, take a breath, lay it down and come back to it when you’re in a better place or a peaceful mindset. I want to tell you; ‘Your identity, the magic candle that Creator has instilled within every soul; the magic is still very much inside of you, and you hold the only chance at life it really has to shine. It’s tragic these evil actions have ever been committed against you, but if you want to be truly free from the pain, you simply need to be strong enough to let go of the only way of life you’ve ever known. You need to get angry at being someone’s victim all the time, decide for yourself that YOU will never tolerate another act of harm against you again. In reading ‘My Justice’, many have contacted me about how it inspired them to get away from an abuser, begin looking into their past, catching the repeated dysfunctional ways they parent their children. Readers have looked at the choice patterns they’ve made in life and what they believed was safe, tolerable, accepted within a relationship. If you are now or ever were someone’s victim, there is a life altering impact from the trauma which causes a chain reaction in your choices, behaviors, parenting, perceptions of the world as a whole. There is scientific proof of the frontal lobe brain dysfunctions caused by trauma on a child’s developing brain. the impacts alter your sense of safe, not safe, Fight or Flight; even how you develop your independence as a teen or preteen. Remember that regardless of your past or what your parents may have or have not taught you about life, you are the ONLY person who can control your decisions, your actions and your reactions You cannot and should not be trying to control choices and life patterns for someone else. You are the only one that can put forth the effort and determination you will need to change your life, but this book is something that just might help you re-evaluate your behaviors and relationships and at the end you will find a list of Five Positive Insights to help you through those challenging times.

Close Family & Friends of victims/survivors:

If you are a close friend or you love someone who is dealing with these types of harms from their past, perhaps as a child or even in adult or school relationships, there is an emotional distortion in many of the responses and actions you see in that person. You may disagree with all or some of their behaviors and what they do, you may say to yourself, ‘I’m so tired of seeing her fall down in the cracks all the time’. Please understand, especially in cases of a life raised in a violent home or a sexually distorted environment; they cannot help and may not even realize the level of trauma they’ve been through. It may be necessary to provide an intervention in some way, depending on how bad their life is today. They may not realize how it affects their instant responses to things in their life today. Maybe they are loved and have a happy family, however like many other human beings who have endured such atrocities against them, there are changes in their inner self that may not be like your choices, your reactions, your inhibitions. These persons have had everything that was good about them beaten down, degraded, and at its worst completely discarded for any sadness or pain, even intense fear they may have endured. Today we just want to help them know it is safe. Comfort and support them. If they find the courage to share with you, do not be shocked and disgusted. Do not tell them they shouldn’t talk about such things. Instead we need to see how we can help them. If you see them perhaps being too harsh with their children, making rash decisions, or even abusing drugs or alcohol; please offer them a contact of help. Address the issues with them, as hard or challenging as it may be. Let them know you are not judging them, but just want to help provide some light in their life and make things a bit happier for them. Love and comfort them, let them know they can trust you with their pain.

For educators, healthcare, law enforcement, behavioral specialist, and psychology professionals:

The professionals who come in contact with child victims or person’s in a dangerous situation, you are the front line for them. Remember that we teach our children these are ‘SAFE’ persons and that if they are in danger, not being treated nicely, or someone is harming them in some way; you are the strong one who will help them. In reading ‘My Justice’ you will see how the years of heinous neglect/refusal to provide any form of needs or care for the child, resulted in the belief that there was nothing about her worth helping or saving. The educational system where she attended from 3rd to 10th grade, day after day, as the filth and infected sores covered her skin, the black rotten fangs hanging from her mouth, the constant pattern of homework not done, no after school activities, no social interactions with others, nothing but a pattern of sexualized behaviors because in what she was taught; sex and servitude was the only value she had as a human being. Your professional contact in responding to a victim is crucial. How you make them feel that they absolutely deserve someone to hear them, see them, be gentle with them, and help them get to a safe place matters in how their future beliefs and life patterns will be built. When you respond with care, concern, a sense of tenderness; you have the power to change their lives and the dysfunctional self hatred engrained by years of trauma and pain. In law enforcement, when you disregard the child, woman, mother, father, who has been hit, violated, or dominated by a sense of terror; you have also left them believing they are not worth saving. You can learn to evaluate the care of each individual within the home, then determine if there is cause to take the ‘bad’ person away and give them time to find a safe place. Behavioral specialist & Guidance Counselors at school; rather than continuously reprimanding or suggesting medication control of the child who displays disruptive behaviors, always lagging in homework, no interests in activities, poor social skills, perhaps only one or two persons you see them interact with if anyone at all. There is a more simple direct question and a process of building trust, a respectful bond, with the troubled child/person. You can be much more pro-active in assisting/encouraging a change in behavior when you ask; is there something going on, maybe I can help, is there someone at home that has you scared or is preventing you from doing your homework?’ The direct concern of the person’s well being just might save their life. After you read ‘My Justice’ you’ll be more aware of the details, rather than just the trained bullet point behaviors, of someone who just might need your help. As a community responder, someone who interacts with this person on a regular basis, you will see just how your tuned senses learned from the victim’s words of these horrors and be able to more frequently spot a person in need of your professional assistance providing them with a safe place. 

‘My Justice’ has been used in online psychology courses taught by Dr. Brenda Markert-Green. It is also a regularly recommended read from one of Illinois strongest voices in the Illinois Retired Teachers, Coordinator for the Teacher’s Mentoring Program for upcoming educators. This very personal story has been suggested reading by my own therapist for other patients. It’s also been recommended by advocates across the country, in United Kingdom, Australia, and Canada. As a society we have a direct responsibility to be able to maintain safe communities for our children, this includes the homes where our children aren’t allowed to go and the parents we don’t trust around our children. It is what we do as aware protective parents; as a society who wants to help create some type of change in how these past taught and trained behaviors against people within our homes; those we love the most and those who have no choice but to endure, grow up so they can get away themselves; this is where ‘My Justice’ will change your life and you will become more instinctive and responsive to the victims & survivors around us everyday.

As professionals, neighbors, community leaders, church elders, and responders; it is our adult duty to evaluate what lies underneath this misbehaving, lagging, promiscuous child. Be prepared to find out just how bad it can be sometimes inside the homes of those in our community. There are usually signs of a dysfunctional or harmful environment, learn them and use the guide to determine how best to help someone you know.

As you have read here, ‘My Justice’, has already achieved so much more than I ever thought it would and has influenced the lives of tremendous people with the power, knowledge, and ability to make a difference in the lives of those who suffer. We can all do this by simply caring about whether or not someone is safe. Don’t just listen to the fighting and screaming down the hall from the same family night after night. Don’t turn up the tv or close the window, instead open your heart and allow yourself to pick up the phone and report what you see and hear to the front line professionals who are there to help, especially when it is a child who cannot fight back, cannot refuse, and can be easily manipulated into believing all of the pain is really their fault, they just aren’t any good and it doesn’t matter that they are being hurt. Should we ever allow another being to feel this way about themselves when there is a beautiful light inside each of us, which just might one day change the world?

I hope you purchase ‘My Justice’. I hope you recommend others to read this story, share your copy of the book with a friend, list it as recommended reading for college students studying to become a front line defense person for families, victims, and survivors who just might be waiting for someone to help them see that their life, their smile, their safety really does matter.

Thank you for your time here. I appreciate any feedback you want to share. If you’d like to arrange a speaking venue or perhaps need some assistance yourself, or maybe you want to know more about the full list of things you can do to help; please email direct to trish.mcknight@live.com

Be well & keep on dreaming, your butterfly, your freedom, your sense of safety; your inner magic really does matter!!

Patricia McKnight

‘My Justice’ – A true account, chapter after chapter, of the many horrific years endured through evil, sex trafficking, servitude, brutal beatings, and what is no less than torture. Please use personal care when reading, do not stress to rush through but rather take your time and do not allow your past to take away your amazing future.

 

copyright @ Butterfly Dreams Abuse Recovery

Sept 2012

 

 

 

 

I-TEAM: Sex Trafficking – Wandtv.com, NewsCenter17, StormCenter17, Central Illinois News-

I-TEAM: Sex Trafficking – Wandtv.com, NewsCenter17, StormCenter17, Central Illinois News-.

Will you help pass my story on to someone you know.? We are trying to draw attention to the act of ‪#‎TerroristicAbuse‬ and my story is just one of those;
**Warning may be too graphic for some readers, please use care when viewing**

“Patricia, someone who’s finally climbed to the other side of her life, but not without great friends supporting her and challenges which she had to battle through on her own. Her heart & spirit are sincere, true, authentic and in what she’s doing today she hopes to help as many people as possible change their views about these types of crimes, which are very real, very painful and do exist within our families every single day.

Patricia, ‘Trish’, has worked her way through recovery and rebuilding with the love of a wonderful man, good friends, and believing in having fun. Her greatest pleasure and place where she feels at peace is riding on the back of her husband’s Harley Davidson and cruising on a hot Summer’s day.
“We need to enjoy our life, it is a precious gift.”

“I know it hurts that someone has committed awful acts against you, but taking back your right to life, liberty and security in your person is not only a possibility, but it is a necessity. You have so much more to live for and a life waiting for you to create through your own special focus and magic.”

I-TEAM: Sex Trafficking – Wandtv.com, NewsCenter17, StormCenter17, Central Illinois News-

I-TEAM: Sex Trafficking – Wandtv.com, NewsCenter17, StormCenter17, Central Illinois News-.

Yesterday friends it was so exciting to see the broadcast of personal interview with #EricSteltzer from #WANDtv, I-Team Investigation,NewsCenter17 Central Illinois. Survivors Advocate Patricia McKnight, invited by Ms. Dana Pfeiffer, Grounds of Grace, nonprofit, and Congressman Rodney Davis pushing measures to block web based sex trafficking. This interview may be too graphic for many, so please take care.

Sadly, there are more and more cases of child sex trafficking popping up in the unexpected small rural communities across America everyday. For this survivor the memories are no less than living with her own personal ‘Family Terrorist’ day in and out, throughout her entire childhood; ‘It was the night of my mother’s bridal shower, when I had just turned five. My brother and two neighbor boys were in the same room.’

Ms. Dana Pfeiffer, Exec. Director Grounds of Grace, is on the streets and in the homes of those in the Springfield & Jacksonville area. She’s found the most common form of human trafficking her organization is seeing with the victims they assist, it is family members using and selling the children in their home. The youngest victim they’ve seen, just 2 years old- and the oldest 68 years.

It is sadly an extremely profitable business as a human being can be sold time and time again. Unlike drugs or guns, a human being can bring in a profit over and over again. Personally, through her talk radio program, Patricia has interviewed others and the big warning she gives with regard to ‘terroristic acts of abuse’ is also to realize the Gang related human trafficking. The children in homes of alcohol, drugs, fear, violence are High Risk Children and the Gangs will lure them in for drugs or sex on our neighborhood streets, in our schools, and ONLINE!! One such woman, Samantha Kierra of Oklahoma was used as a teen by one gang and is now helping other young girls from falling prey to that same situation.

Patricia McKnight, a survivor of years of trauma and terror in Familial Sex Trafficking. The first time she was used in sex trafficking, she was just 11 years old and it occurred at a very public local bar in her small hometown of Freeburg, Illinois. Her stepfather’s instructions were direct and simple as he was getting her drunk on vodka & orange juice, ‘Go over there and play that jukebox girl. You best be shaking that butt of yours too. Make these guys want you so they’ll buy me some beers.’ It was then that he asked one of the young coalminer patrons, ‘How would you like to take my daughter outside?’

There have been many situations she says where he used & sold her for late night parties held at her childhood home. She would receive a call on a late Friday evening, and her mother turned away from her young daughter saying; ‘Have fun’ as she walked into her bedroom and closed the door, leaving Patricia to fend for herself.

Patricia tells us, ‘There would commonly be 10 or 12 men show up at our house. I would be the one as their toy, sent from lap to lap, this hand and that hand, this man and that man’; everyone permitted to touch and play with her as they filled her with alcohol and marijuana to lower her inhibitions.

Sadly this is a very common practice and as many community members knew back then what was happening, so they still do today. There are people around young children in unhealthy situations today; family members, family friends, neighbors, and others who see the outer signs of a self destructing child. These children are not allowed to talk about what’s happening because of the extreme threats of harm used to control and manipulate them. ‘It’s about protecting the predator/abuser in our family. It’s about making sure they are never arrested and that the child believes no one cares, no one will help them, they will be sent away if they tell.’

At 12 yrs old Patricia’s stepfather used his favorite shotgun to rip her insides apart after she asked her mother to help her , she wanted her ‘mom’ to make him stop his vicious molestations, exploitations, and trafficking of her daughter. ‘With her brother and younger sister downstairs watching TV, he called her upstairs and savagely used the shotgun barrel to rape her; with the threat of ‘blowing her head off from the inside out’, she never asked for help again.

There were however many outward signs of something horrible happening in her life. She made a conscious decision never to bathe in her home again. ‘It was his favorite room to trap me in’, she says in painful memory. ‘He would come in every time, from the time he first married my mother when I was five. He would disgust me in touching, probing, watching, instructing me to wash here, there, do this. I never felt clean and since my mother wouldn’t make him stop, I really had no other choice. I never bathed again for five years and the filth, stench, rot of my skin and teeth were a common discussion and teasing in school. It was also something that couldn’t be hidden’

There are many abusers who know exactly how and where to hit or harm you so that no one ever sees the wounds left behind. In her case, her skin grew covered with filth in every crevice of her young child body. Quickly infection started, and her skin covered with pus-filled, infected, deep pitted sores. It spread quickly as she lay in bed at night, scratching and digging in the filth covered skin, while waiting for her ‘family terrorist’ to come prowling around her room. From age 10 to 17, they lived in the center of this small coal mining town. She attended the same school system, engaged with the same circle of family friends and school mates. They all watched, yet didn’t know how to respond to the young girl who was commonly known as the tag, ‘Village Whore’.

Today she may carry the scars of her brutal past, but this survivor has published her story in the fact-based novel, ‘My Justice’ and built a credible website & talk radio network which gained more than 45,000 listens in the short 18 months of broadcasting. She has given her voice at venues from the Prosecuting Attorneys Association of Michigan, National Crime Victims Rights Week, Rescue & Restore, and in the wake of many trainings she’s attended and research to understand the aftermath of these battles, helping to ensure not another person suffers in this way; she’s developed Butterfly Dreams Abuse Recovery & the ‘Steps to Recovery’ presentation.

Find out how to prevent the crime of child sexual abuse. Find out from a survivor how to spot a victim, report a crime or attack against you or someone else. Learn about the ongoing challenges in our Department of Children’s Services to respond and assist the more than 3.7 million reports of child maltreatment across the country. For the survivors, victims, and families who are suffering from many types of trauma, alcohol & drug addictions, fears, bullying and other societal difficulties; there is a plan of action she has developed for every person who is rebuilding their life to begin doing right this instant. You are not the past harm against you, but you most definitely are the heroic person who has endured and you have a life to get busy living. Use the ‘Daily Building Tools’ as listed on her website at http://www.butterflydreamsabuserecovery.com – You’ll see her information working together we can help end this suffering and bring about a better human society for all persons.

Patricia has been able to climb to the other side of her life, but not without great friends supporting her and challenges which she had to battle through on her own. Her heart & spirit are sincere, true, authentic and in what she’s doing today she hopes to help as many people as possible change their views about these types of crimes, which are very real, very painful and do exist within our families every single day.

Patricia, ‘Trish’, has worked her way through recovery and rebuilding with the love of a wonderful man, good friends, and believing in having fun. Her greatest pleasure and place where she feels at peace is riding on the back of her husband’s Harley Davidson and cruising on a hot Summer’s day.  We need to enjoy our life, it is a precious gift. I know it hurts that someone has committed awful acts against you, but taking back your right to life, liberty and security in your person is not only a possibility, but it is a necessity. You have so much more to live for and a life waiting for you to create through your own special focus and magic.

Check out Patricia’s story in the publication of ‘My Justice’, available through most online resources. Also, check out the information on her website & the many talk radio broadcasts on Butterfly Dreams Talk Radio. Remember that what’s happened throughout centuries has been taught human behaviors, so we can turn it around by teaching our children and youth today that they do have a voice. They can protect themselves from a dangerous person, dating friend, or a dangerous household. They can watch out for their friends at school and in their neighborhoods. Teach our kids that they can change the future and they are the beginning of the end of this vicious cycle of human suffering.

With the support we’ve been blessed to gain in wanting to help update our Criminal Statutes and Public Policy, Lisa Chilton (Director of Legal Advocacy St. Clair County & Educator Domestic Violence Offender Reform Program), Dana Pfeiffer (Exec. Director Grounds of Grace, 501c3), Illinois House Representative Jay Hoffman & Illinois States Attorney Brendan Kelly, there is a live petition to introduce the Family Terrorist Act – ‘Trecia’s Law’. We would appreciate your support by visiting this link and signing your name. We are asking our government officials to review the guidelines of this amendment and implement the updates needed to better protect the Universal Right to be safe & live safe for every human being.

Click here to sign today……  https://www.change.org/p/mr-president-please-enforce-the-right-to-be-safe-for-all-persons-especially-our-children-enforce-family-terrorist-act-trecia-s-law

Thanks for taking the time to read and share here. If you are rebuilding, you can use FREE OF CHARGE, the Daily Skills & Tools by visiting www.butterflydreamsabuserecovery.com 

There is limitless information available about these types of issues which were not available decades ago. The social media and the development of internet have brought survivors of these past generations together in strong forces across the country and around the world. Hopefully you enjoyed getting aquainted with Patricia McKnight and be sure to connect on her Facebook profile at www.facebook.com/triciagirl 62

We are a society with free will, every time you make a choice to not harm, or to harm, remember it is YOUR CHOICE, and you can only control YOUR ACTIONS. Stay positive, give hope, spread some joy, and definitely be a helping hand to someone in need. Working together as one society we can bring an end to these horrible acts and reduce the impact it leaves behind on its victims.

**Always believe anything is possible with you in the active equation of life**~~trish mcknight

Get your copy of ‘My Justice’ here – http://bookstore.authorhouse.com/Products/SKU-000373504/My-Justice.aspx

video – Steve Nichols, WAND TV, Anchorman Eric Steltzer

Feb 23rd, 2015

Are you a single parent wounded by your past?

 

Help enforce the RIGHT TO BE SAFE for every child, every young vulnerable person, that they should never be threatened, tormented, beaten, or even manipulated into protecting their abuser or the one who abuses their children………https://www.change.org/p/mr-president-please-enforce-the-right-to-be-safe-for-all-persons-especially-our-children-enforce-family-terrorist-act-trecia-s-law

Perhaps you may never feel safe enough to speak up and you may never be able to find justice for all the crimes against you. However, if you are one of these persons and you’ve not yet found the courage to face the darkest of your demons, let me ask;

How are things in your relationships today? Does your spouse or partner have a good relationship with your child? Do they use forceful punishment, then tell you the child deserved it? Have they ever left a bruise on your child, used a belt, or even punched your child?

Do you feel powerless against them or believe them because they show such remorse, possibly even shed a tear over the harm they caused against your child? Do they over power you, cut you down, then turn around and praise how beautiful you are and show sincere emotion when you forgive them?

There was a particular case which was kind of tossed into my lap yesterday. I cannot explain how close to home this case is, nor cannot discuss much in detail, as the case itself is still pending.

A young woman I know, whom I love and trusted as a person, had her young child taken into protective custody a few days ago. The 5 year old had been beaten with a belt and when I saw the pictures my stomach turned. I knew the case was much more than this young woman had shared with me, in fact she and her significant other had me convinced that CPS had taken the child away for a fall which left a bruise. However since it wasn’t the first time they had been investigated I knew that something must be wrong. In fact, the case was so personal for me that I actually feared how much could have happened and exactly how it had all been allowed to get to this extreme.

The young mother had been beaten and left in her crib to cry without comfort by a stepmother when she was a child. She had seen her mother be beaten and had lived the first 10 years of her life in chaos. Although her mother had tried in a number of ways to heal the past pain, this case showed me just how serious providing conviction of offenders, giving support services for all victims involved, and ensuring that family support is accessible to everyone; rather than something a family should be ashamed of needing.

This young woman had fallen for the wrong man twice already by the time she was just twenty years old. None of her romantic involvements ever made her feel good about herself, most commonly that had berated her and never taken care of her, not even the father of her child. The two relationships ended badly and when the baby was just 1 year old the mother ran to someone who said, ‘Stay here with me and I will help you.’

She fell for this man hard. Many times I’d go visit with concerns about little warning signs I’d seen in the little child’s development and how this child connected with the new man in mother’s life. I had personally tried many times to help mom get them safe, rebuild life skills to always take care of her child, even discussed my concerns about his manipulating & controlling this young mom and how I truly felt he was a danger to them both. Sadly, nothing I’d ever said or did worked, even addressing the issue would cause this young mom to shut me out for months at a time. Mom stayed with this man, who I later found out the other night, has quite some history of his own.

The past four years Children’s Services had been to their home, twice I’d reported them myself out of extreme concern for the child’s wellbeing. Sadly, no case worker ever found cause to remove the young child. I could see the fear in her face however, saw mother’s inability to actually interact with her child and knew it would take something severe before anything would ever happen.

Together, as I was asked to come and help support this young mom now facing a protective custody hearing for her child; the man in her life who I had witnessed his direct control over her many times, sat and told me about his history. I was shocked this young mom could be pulled in to such a web of insanity. He had a diagnosis of Schizophrenia. He had been sent to maximum security as a juvenile sex offender; he was 14 the young girl then was 10. He had been arrested for Crystal Meth, and now he was intent on packing a bag to run away with this young mom. He didn’t even want to stay for the hearing. He kept telling me how it would be turned against him, be exaggerated into something much more than a fall; he was afraid of returning to prison for the third time, especially for beating a young defenseless child.

I spent the night at their house, only for the mother and to help speak for how much she loved her baby so much and the positive changes I had seen in her, especially these last few months. As I lay on their couch that night I couldn’t believe that I’d been drawn into a mess like this, a mom whom I would never suspect but a man I most certainly knew from the very beginning had a dark past and now had this young wounded mother twisted around his finger like a little puppet. He could make her believe anything because she had been so broken before. He told her how beautiful she was. He told her and me how he loved this little child of hers like his own and would never ever do anything to harm a fragile person who could not defend themselves.

When we arrived at the hearing, I was asked if I wanted to see the pictures of this so called bruise, which this mom and her man had spent four hours the night before convincing me was from a fall off the couch she had been jumping on…..children will be children and they do fall. Anyway, this was no ordinary bruise from a fall, that is unless she fell off of a house. It was deep purple, yellow, black, and had red lashes which at first I thought were from a large handprint. It was sickening and I knew this young mom loved her special needs child so very much. I knew she was vulnerable, in fact had been vulnerable all her life simply because of the chaotic history that she’d lived in those first ten years herself.

Needless to say the young child was kept in protective services, pending further investigation and another hearing. As I drove this young mother back to her house she informed me that her man had used his belt on this little child. The bruise covered her entire side, so my thoughts were horrified at how it could be possible. Mom said, ‘if she wouldn’t have moved’. Couldn’t believe what I was hearing, couldn’t believe that I thought this young mom, although vulnerable to fall in with the wrong man, would certainly protect HER young child.

This young child had just started school this year. She was in special learning because her mother didn’t know how to interact or the heavy responsibility of having a child in the first place. Mother told me her child was misbehaving, jumping around and screaming, she wouldn’t listen. Mother told me her man was so remorseful, he had been crying for days over this and it would never happen again. No it won’t if I have anything to do with it at all, this young mother whom I trusted, believed, and thought for sure; although a bit broken would do the right thing when it came to her child, had sat silent listening to her child scream for mercy and cry because of this huge 300 lb man beating her with a leather belt. Now this mom is defending this man, saying she will take the blame so that he doesn’t have to go back to prison. We never really know what type of abuse or harm is being inflicted on a young child. They cannot speak out, they may not be able to speak clearly at all. They cannot fight back. They cannot run away and they cannot do anything their parent/parents do not allow.

I’m grateful the system finally stepped in and is now in charge of what happens to this child, yet I feel such guilt over just how much I thought I believed in this young mom, however only to find that I never really knew anything at all. It had all been lies to cover up the cruel actions against this precious child. Do we really know the truth about anyone, even those closest to us? Do we know what really happens inside their house, inside the realm of their family circle? It is up to us to change how cases are investigated, to change the system and make sure above all else the right to be safe is always upheld, especially when it is the right of a child to sleep and live in a SAFE & LOVING home.

Today I’m begging everyone to be on alert for the sake of the children around you. Do not wait until its too late to do something and protect these children, all children. Help us amend our public policy and our prosecutorial processes to make sure and hold even those who we believe are trusted persons, responsible for the harm they inflict against a defenseless child. Help us by reading the ‘LETTER TO….’ section of this petition. Help us by signing your name and then begging your friends to do the same. If they refuse, please ask them why, perhaps they themselves are secret abusers who teach their children they are bad, they deserve this punishment, they deserve to be beaten because they did not listen. There is a huge difference between corrective parenting and these secret types of predators. The man this mother chose has a juvenile sex offender record, he’s been caught having sex with a 16 year old neighbor girl, whom this young mother then blamed that girl because ‘she came on to him’. Please friends help us ensure that the right to BE SAFE & LIVE SAFE is upheld for all persons but most definitely our young children who are trapped inside the control of their parents and whom, without intervention, may never know what a loving safe home is really supposed to be like. Thank you ——- FOLLOW THIS LINK——

https://www.change.org/p/mr-president-please-enforce-the-right-to-be-safe-for-all-persons-especially-our-children-enforce-family-terrorist-act-trecia-s-law

Thank you for reading. I pray you will help us move forward. You can encourage your local politicians, your prosecuting attorneys, family service providers to begin addressing this very serious issue. You can donate, by just clicking the ‘PROMOTE’ button on the petition, which helps reach out to more persons within the Change.org system. Please help us enforce the Universal Right to be Safe for all Children.

Petition Creators/Partners:

Patricia McKnight, Author & Owner, Butterfly Dreams Abuse Recovery

Lisa Chilton, Director Legal Advocacy Dept. St. Clair County

Dana Pfeiffer, Exec. Director – Grounds of Grace

What message are we sending if we do not change things now?

 

Lately there has been a lot of news & education shared about the issues surrounding abuse, domestic violence, and sexual assault. Also true is the increasing knowledge and definition of a ‘terrorist’. We used to believe that a terrorist would never attack our country, that we had nothing to fear in the great country of the United States of America. We also used to hide the truth about acts of depravity, especially those concerning sexual actions with a child/minor. Today we hear of more and more adults who are talking about Actors & Hollywood Agents, Teachers, Coaches, Priests, Nuns, and even neighbors who have molested or raped us as children. What I personally hear more about, because I’ve shared my story so publicly and have put forth efforts in advocating & assisting others; is the increasing numbers of brave souls who are finally working their way through accepting the vile harm done to them by their very own parents, or a step parent. Sadly there is an estimated 40 Million adult survivors today. Hopefully they will give their signature to help make sure this doesn’t happen to another child and that if it does, there will be a chance for that child to seek justice when they are finally brave enough to face the demons and breakdown the barriers of all their endured trauma. Many of us today, Generation X (Generation No More) have suffered greatly and so have our children in our wounded aftermath. Please let’s not let anther generation of our American society live without ever being able to speak about their horrors, or to be denied justice, or to be shamed or condemned because of what someone else has done to them. No, not one more victim should have to endure the evil hauntings of their own dominating family terrorist.

What crimes describe a ‘Family Terrorist’ and what traps their victims for what can be decades into adulthood before they are ever brave enough to face their past & speak their truth, seek their justice?

The criminal actions of this type of family dominator are acts such as; child sex trafficking, sharing their child or exploiting their children amongst a particular set of friends or other family. They also commit violent molestation acts, forced oral sex and now internet display in a sexual manner of their child. They use weapons either to threaten harm or to actually inflict harm. They inflict a constant state of extreme fear of grievous bodily harm or possible death should their victim, no matter how old, ever make public or seek assistance for acts of harm against them. A ‘FAMILY TERRORIST’ has constant 24/7 access to victims & will most definitely feed off of the level of fear & trauma they can inflict without ever being caught or held responsible for detrimental harm. No one should ever have to remain silent or be held in captivity through acts of terror; held as a prisoner of silence because their pain is so vile that it could never be discussed within decent society. How moral are we if we continue denying the acts of this type of abuser, or turning away from someone we see other silent warning signs but instead of reporting a suspicious problem, we continue teaching our children to endure without tears or without ever believing that hope & help can be real if they will just speak up. It seems we teach them about what Stranger Danger is, but refuse to admit or even discuss that there might be something much worse living inside their very own home. Parental Rights is not above HUMAN RIGHTS. Protecting your child is your job, if you cannot uphold your responsibility then you either need assistance to help the family, or the child should be removed because even a child deserves the protection of their human rights.

Parental Offenders made up 92% of offenders reported in 2011, as calculated by every report entered across the nation. A total of 3.7Million Reports of Child Maltreatment, and its still climbing today

Stranger Danger was 3% of those same reports – this has to say something about who is truly harming our children!!!

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SIGN TODAY PLEASE……… https://www.change.org/p/mr-president-help-your-american-society-protect-our-universal-declaration-of-human-rights-please-enforce-family-terrorist-act-trecia-s-law

The statement below will be emailed with your signatures. Thank you for helping. Please share with your friends and especially across your networks.

Emailed with your signature:

‘Family Terrorist Act’ – ‘Trecia’s Law’ – A Terroristic Attack against our person can be committed by any other person at any time, even inside our homes. What gives a ‘terrorist’ more control than directly residing with their victims? In this presentation you will find the United Nations, Federal, and Illinois State Definitions of a ‘Terroristic Act’. You will also hear the many justifications for this act and some guidelines on how to implement this act. It is important to remember that the psyche of a human being who endures these types of brutal attacks or heinous depravity, especially when they are inflicted by someone who has complete control over our very existence, is twisted; what should be safe is not, what should be intimate & special, becomes ugly and worthless; what should be love, is harm; what should be a parent, becomes the greatest fear in the world. The types of actions themselves are against every level of criminal law and most certainly violate every level of our Universal Declaration of Human Rights. These are nothing less than criminal attacks and sadly most often committed against the weaker person; those who cannot refuse, cannot fight back, and either they cannot speak out to find assistance or they are threatened with severe bodily harm, even possible death if they even think about telling someone else about these vicious attacks & ugly depravity they have to keep suffering day in and day out, year after year, hoping their terrorist will die or someone will take a chance to find them rescue. How horribly sad to know that the numbers of these types of actions usually include some type of sexual harm of a child.

These types of enforced domination against our person, through vicious acts of inflicted ‘TERROR’,  threats with weapons, threats to take our lives or directly harm someone we love are committed with the sole purpose in preventing victims from seeking assistance, and therefore protects the attacker/abuser identity and prevents any form of official charges, prosecution, and/or victims restitution assistance with fear induced trauma recovery, life skills rebuilding, and many times even relocation.

The constant terroristic environment distorts our perceptions and is then taken into our schools and our streets through acts of bullying, and gun related violence, substance abuse and other disabling related issues. The dominance over another person by acts of continuous control by directly inflicted bodily harm, imposed threats of grievous bodily harm or even possible death if victims do not comply with every demand is not permitted in our already written criminal statutes, so give me your attention as I guide you through the implementation of ‘Family Terrorist Act’ – ‘Trecia’s Law’; named after the little girl I used to be whom so many have tried to destroy through heinous cruelty and attempted murder. We must do something now to protect the Human Rights of every person in our society. We have the right to pursue life without the detrimental constant fear being our core deciding and controlling factor.

Submitted to the government of the United States of America by the concerned & educated citizens of ‘Generation No More’.

Thank you for your time and please help us move forward in implementing the amendment as above, thank you for supporting ‘Trecia’s Law’.

 

Petition created by: Patricia McKnight – Author: ‘My Justice’

contact – trish.mcknight@live.com

Supported in Partnership by: Grounds of Grace, Overcoming Human Trafficking 501c3

Exec. Director: Ms. Dana Pfeiffer

No Charges Filed against Officer Darren Wilson

I’m watching live on Fox 2 Now, St. Louis Channel 2 News, showing the statements announced by St. Louis County Prosecutor, Mr. Eric Holder shares the final determination of the Grand Jury convened back in May 2014 quite some time before shooting of young Michael Brown.

The Grand Jury, having been provided with multiple victims interviews and personal testimonies, also all physical and forensic crime scene evidence, and three separate autopsy reports; one from the St. Louis Medical Examiner’s Office, one from an independent resource requested by Michael Brown’s family and attorneys, one also provided by the Federal Bureau of Investigation’s Medical Examiner.

The members of the Grand Jury, 7 Men, 5 women of those twelve there were 7 white and 5 African American citizens, however this is what was shared prior to the broadcast and shared by other news related media resources, so until the official release of all details related to this incident we cannot be certain of these demographics.

‘No formal criminals charges to be filed against Ferguson Police Officer Darren Wilson’…shares St. Louis County Prosecutor as he provides this detail, ensuring the public locally & around the world that his office, the duty upheld by our justice systems, including the Federal Bureau of  Investigations, has an innate duty to ensure that true justice is achieved. This justice can only be completed after reviewing all presented facts, with a dominant view of physical & forensic evidence, on top of victims testimonies or accounts.

I can appreciate the full measure of this statement, as it is most definitely a horrible experience when any life is taken, but that of a young man is truly sad. More concerning to me is how his life had been infected with a twisted societal impact of both social injustices and distorted perceptions built from the inner working of our family unit. When we wish to find a way for a tragedy such as this to never happen again, it is our duty as a human society to continue implementing working resolutions to both empower a positive influence on all youth & young, as well as provide all families in need with the needed  resources in healing or working through the traumas that can and do occur within our families.

For centuries we have seen injustices committed from those of mankind trying to take control and dominance, through use of  inflicted harm or serious believed fear of death. In most cases these actions are committed  against those beings, who are believed to be the weaker of our society; against children & animals, those who cannot defend themselves or speak out in hopes of rescue or justice. Sadly, these instances have ranged in severity throughout our nation beginning with the landing of those ships when our country was first discovered back around the ending of 1400’s to early 1500’s. In fact it was after the first Thanksgiving when newly landing person’s began to fight with American Natives, which resulted in almost complete annihilation of our Native American Indians.

We then had the issue of wars, ending most recently with war against terrorism. We have seen a continuous increasing focus on the recovery and support services for our returning war veterans and heroes being provided with a ‘fear based inflicted trauma’ as a result of what they may have endured personally or witnessed against others.

America, if we can do this for our soldiers, if we can understand that for centuries the layers of injustices and extreme harm have developed an inner twisting of our family relationships and the levels of violence now overflowing into our schools, onto our streets in violent gang activities are a direct result of the ongoing harm we continue to ignore the greatest, and which also inflicts the greatest levels of depravation and harm; the ongoing criminal actions to inflict a deep sense of fear through physical or sexual harm, or imposed or actual threats of grievous bodily injury or possible death if these victims do not comply completely without objection to the attackers requests. The force used to dominate and trap victims can last for days, weeks, years, and even decades into adulthood if criminal acts without intervention continue to be inflicted against young developing children & youth. These same levels of imposed or actual acts of harm are used also to hold victims silent about these criminal actions of terror. This physical or believed captivity then prevents victims from finding any resource of help or rescue. The enforced silence, or fear felt by neighbors or other such persons, also prevents early intervention and traps victims in further isolation and believed sense of ‘I deserve these attacks’ or ‘I deserve to die’, which  also increases the sense of victims shame, blame and even abandonment from society or other family. 

The very critical impact of ongoing trauma based on the ultimate impact of fear, is nothing less than the act of terrorism itself, as described in our world, national and state statues of terrorism. These ‘terroristic acts’ are also described in our trauma based recovery definitions, which outlines the guide for  healing as a continuous life altering wounding requiring intense trauma skilled recovery in Behavioral Responses, Life Skills Development, and Emotional Development or support.

I plea all citizens of our country to do exactly as suggested in the brief statements of Prosecutor Mr. Eric Holder, and continue doing the good productive work needed to educate, empower, and encourage our society to do the right thing. As a human society we need to heal, and in order to do this we must first address the inner perceptions of violence and the extreme levels of harm that exist and inflict extreme detrimental fear & dominance through vicious control and terror within our homes, our families, and sadly do the greatest damage to our children.

I beg you to visit the Change.org website, review all the posts and information provided to justify & outline the amendment of the ‘Family Terrorist Act’ – Trecia’s Law, then please sign, share, and promote this petition to every person across the United States, requesting also that we see these types of extreme criminal actions as they are, personally violating of all human rights issues around the world.

Petition Link – https://www.change.org/p/u-s-house-of-representatives-family-terrorist-act-trecia-s-law-use-the-federal-definition-of-terrorism-for-those-who-abuse-with-unspeakable-actions

Thank you & Be well,

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Crimes of TERRORISM within our family unit….will you support this petition?

Hello Dear Friends & Supporters,

I’ve started a petition on Change.org

“U.S. House of Representatives, U.S. Senate, President of the United States: Amend our prosecution of Domestic/Family Crimes & Crimes Against Children to include the acts of terrorism used in the control of victims,  accept the ‘Family Terrorist Act’ – ‘Trecia’s Law’

We need your help to get it off the ground.

Will you take 30 seconds to sign it right now? Here’s the link:

http://www.change.org/p/u-s-house-of-representatives-u-s-senate-president-of-the-united-states-amend-our-prosecution-of-domestic-crimes-crimes-against-children-to-include-accept-the-family-terrorist-act-trecia-s-law

Here’s why it’s important:

To those persons voted into office by the people of the United States, we are collecting our voices and asking you to amend the prosecution of the crimes in cases of extreme violence against other persons within our household;

Crimes of Terrorism within our Family Unit.

The explanation of the ‘Family Terrorist Act’ – ‘Trecia’s Law’ is built from the basis of our ‘Federal Terrorism Act’ – definition being an act or imposed threat of severe bodily harm or risk of death to one or more persons.

Our society is well aware today of some of the extreme violent acts used to control & manipulate children, especially in the acts of Child Sex Trafficking. The intense constantly imposed fear of death against them is also used to control & prevent rescue in ALL acts of extreme violence & depravity within our household. The acts of ‘TERRORISM’ are used in ways of threats with weapons, beatings that are violent assaults (in truth attempted murder); however when we have an opportunity to prosecute these types of ‘Family Offenders’ we never consider the acts of extreme terror the ‘Family Terrorist’ uses to maintain control over the victims, prevent them from seeking assistance, & therefore protecting the abuser or ‘Family Terrorist’ from ever being prosecuted for the crimes committed against members of their family, especially in the control of our children.

We have many reports from Center for Disease and Control, which document studies on the economical impact on our society as a whole, which in the end estimates at $133 BILLION a year spent from our nation’s budget in the prevention & lifetime recovery costs of survivors in Child Sexual Abuse, Human Trafficking, and extreme Family/Relationship Violence. Also these studies have been researched and published since first creating our amendment to the Social Security Act back in 1963 which was the first development of our National Social Services System, including Child Protection. However, throughout the processes of our Children’s Protection Act, the Violence Against Women Act (last updated to finally include MALE as being a victim in January 2014) we still have not amended any of these laws to prosecute for the process of ‘FAMILY TERRORIST’ who use extreme force, brutal cruelty, and vile acts of sexual depravity, including sex trafficking of minors as a way to control those victims on a daily basis.

The mental health impact alone for these victims leaves a lifelong battle of rebuilding their identity without fear being the greatest weapon against them. They are usually under developed in life skills, and being held back by the emotional traumas when it comes to being capable of self sufficient support for themselves and their family members as they become adult survivors of these vicious constant brutal attacks and threats against them. I have the documents and the studies which provide proof that the lasting effects of these crimes leaves an extreme impact on the survivors mental health. In truth the studies published show that not even our returning war veterans suffer as much as what these victims, mostly child victims, suffer in the tremendous constant fear imposed by their ‘Family Terrorist’.

In order for these victims & survivors to be provided with any form of justice, and assisted in the appropriate life building skills, and mental health recovery processes, we first need to recognize that the ‘FAMILY TERRORIST’ is very real. The laws prosecuting ‘terrorism’ need to be included when holding these monsters accountable for the vile and brutal acts against those within their home.

Our statistical information in the 2011 National Child Abuse & Neglect Data System proves that PARENTS are 92% of the offenders for all crimes against children. They have the power to dominate and force that child to remain silent, accept all acts against them, force the child into acts of forced labor, and yes, child sex trafficking all because their monster has complete control over their very existence.Our children living in constant fear, witnessing repeated violent acts, enduring vicious attacks and actions against them may not quite understand how to begin explaining to a school official, a friend, or a member of protective services what is happening, but they do know exactly how to explain FEAR and what it is they are afraid of, especially if this is a fear they face every single day.

In cases of Domestic/Relationship or Family Violence, there are many life wounding aspects which will be present on the victims & survivors including but not limited to the psychiatric extreme fear of facing their attacker, but also the ongoing battles of self doubt because all of their movements & developments have been based on what their constant fear of another attack controlled them to do.

We have studies that show the impact of Violent Trauma on a young child’s frontal lobe brain development and ability to determine safe & unsafe actions, continued outbursts of violence against others, self destruction in the use of alcohol or drugs; all as a result of the extreme control & fear they had no choice but to endure day in and day out, year after year. The ‘Family Terrorist’ holds victims silent through extreme threats of death, dismemberment, harm to others, harm to pets, even using weapons to rape or threaten their existence if they do try to escape. These ‘Family Terrorist’ enforce silence in order to protect their dominance over the victims and prevent any form of prosecution for these crimes; therefore erasing hope for rescue and destroying the inner identity of their victim. These vicious assaults are used to trap victims and society’s view of these crimes (placing blame & questions on the victim rather than the offender) permits the continued intimidation and fear in protecting the secrets of these tortures long after the victim has escaped. It can take decades for a victim to finally find the courage to face their attacker and/or seek any form of assistance, support and justice. We must demand prosecution for the violent and vicious acts they commit within the barriers of their home.

Please say ‘YES’ to amending our ways of prosecuting these crimes and tell our elected officials to allow for the inclusion of the ‘Family Terrorist’ when there are definite signs of trauma, extreme fear, violent attacks, and forced sexual contact. Say ‘YES’ to include the ‘Family Terrorist’ prosecution in crimes of Domestic or Family Violence which includes years of extreme threats of harm, even attacks of attempted murder, to hold these victims silent and protect their abuser, their children’s abuser, their household controller when there are proven signs of ‘Family Terrorism’ used to maintain complete control over the person(s) harmed enforcing their control which leaves victims to endure the many lifelong complications of these repeated & ongoing Acts of Terrorism within our very homes.

We need those who we elect into office to protect all persons in our society, bring these monsters to prosecution, and enforce the harsh punishments for ‘terrorism’ against these offenders. The enforcement of this law will also give victims the ability to seek justice and restitution for their ongoing medical care & life rebuilding recovery needed to be a productive member of society.

“In the voice of the victim I was trained to be for over thirty years of my life; living in severe scarring neglect, broken black fanged plaque covered teeth, beatings to include rape by his favorite shotgun barrel at age twelve; all of these acts to abandon me in the family horrors and to forever hold me silent. At the time I finally escaped my parents and the entire town who watched it all happen those nine long years; he was preparing to hold me captive in a private little mobile home so that HE could hold all of his private little enforced parties. Unfortunately because my perceptions & functions were deeply distorted, I landed in the arms of another vicious attacker. The adult relationships where these repeated types of vicious attacks & crippling fears trapped me in a pattern of accepting threats with weapons pointed at my head, afraid to breathe at night for fear being out of rhythm which would cause my ‘terrorist’ to pull the trigger of the weapon held to my head, or attack by strangulation, kicking, punching, attempted drowning, tied up with a phone cord and locked in a second floor apartment without access to the outside world. It was an ongoing pattern in my life as it is for many others, especially single mothers who have endured such vile acts in childhood. Living in this constant life of fear was a way of life I was not able to escape until I was almost forty years old and the last vicious beating has now left me on disability because of the extreme spinal cord trauma and many vertebral damages throughout my spine. As tragic as this pattern of life might be, even more sad is there was never one person who shared any concern over the many witnessed and heard violent beatings. The many physical traumas alone which included bashing my head off of every solid surface imaginable, including a huge tree slab in the apartment where I was first held captive. My medical costs and physical disabilities continue to mount as I scrounge to hang onto the mindset of a strong survivor brave enough to finally remove the hand of my many ‘Family Terrorist’ who have trapped me from reaching assistance. These imposed constant fears prevented me from finding help for myself and my children, and have left a trauma wounded cycle which continues to invade my children’s parenting abilities and the emotional dysfunctions which impact the lives of my grandchildren.” Trecia Ann – Patricia ‘Trish’ McKnight

Join with me citizens across America, ask our Law Makers, our President,House of Representatives, our Senate and Congress to accept the induction of the ‘Family Terrorist Act’ – ‘Trecia’s Law’ to ensure we prosecute for the inflicted terrorism which is suffered by victims day in and day out, year after year, waiting for a way to escape; then they face the aftermath of destruction from being held PRISONER inside what should be, the protective shield of their very own home.

Please sign and pass it forward – we need your help!!!

You can sign my petition by clicking here.

Much Respect,
Patricia McKnight

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