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	<title>Comments on: Droolstreet Jen</title>
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		<title>By: Erika</title>
		<link>http://violenceunsilenced.com/droolstreet-jen/#comment-1005</link>
		<dc:creator>Erika</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Mar 2009 15:20:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Each time you blame yourself for staying, honor yourself for getting out. It&#039;s the hardest thing, honoring ourselves, but you deserve to be honored. Thank you for sharing your story.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Each time you blame yourself for staying, honor yourself for getting out. It&#8217;s the hardest thing, honoring ourselves, but you deserve to be honored. Thank you for sharing your story.</p>
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		<title>By: pgoodness</title>
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		<dc:creator>pgoodness</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Mar 2009 15:03:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m so glad you found that courage to get away from him, and that you have used your life to heal yourself and help others. You are amazing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m so glad you found that courage to get away from him, and that you have used your life to heal yourself and help others. You are amazing.</p>
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		<title>By: Mimi Lenox</title>
		<link>http://violenceunsilenced.com/droolstreet-jen/#comment-980</link>
		<dc:creator>Mimi Lenox</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Mar 2009 22:22:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What a harrowing story.  I&#039;m so glad you found the strength to leave when you did. I hope you are doing well now.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a harrowing story.  I&#8217;m so glad you found the strength to leave when you did. I hope you are doing well now.</p>
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		<title>By: Simplicity</title>
		<link>http://violenceunsilenced.com/droolstreet-jen/#comment-914</link>
		<dc:creator>Simplicity</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2009 02:06:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Your experience has probably saved hundreds of people from going through the same.  You&#039;ve taken an awful situation and worked with it by learning more about what makes people tick and taking the therapy route, etc.   You deserve a standing ovation for going back down those stairs because in that very moment, somewhere inside your broken spirit was a small voice saying, &quot;You&#039;re worth so much more than this&quot; and you LISTENED!

Bravo!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Your experience has probably saved hundreds of people from going through the same.  You&#8217;ve taken an awful situation and worked with it by learning more about what makes people tick and taking the therapy route, etc.   You deserve a standing ovation for going back down those stairs because in that very moment, somewhere inside your broken spirit was a small voice saying, &#8220;You&#8217;re worth so much more than this&#8221; and you LISTENED!</p>
<p>Bravo!</p>
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		<title>By: Lil</title>
		<link>http://violenceunsilenced.com/droolstreet-jen/#comment-912</link>
		<dc:creator>Lil</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 21:00:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>dear god Jen, I had no idea...

I&#039;m grateful that you transformed into who you&#039;ve become...I&#039;m not saying that I would wish this on anyone, but I can&#039;t help but think that what type of woman would you be if it hadn&#039;t.  

I love you for sharing this Jen...

Lil xo</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>dear god Jen, I had no idea&#8230;</p>
<p>I&#8217;m grateful that you transformed into who you&#8217;ve become&#8230;I&#8217;m not saying that I would wish this on anyone, but I can&#8217;t help but think that what type of woman would you be if it hadn&#8217;t.  </p>
<p>I love you for sharing this Jen&#8230;</p>
<p>Lil xo</p>
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		<title>By: But Why Mommy</title>
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		<dc:creator>But Why Mommy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 18:59:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you so much for sharing your story.  I am glad you found the courage to leave.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you so much for sharing your story.  I am glad you found the courage to leave.</p>
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		<title>By: Eva Marie Woywod</title>
		<link>http://violenceunsilenced.com/droolstreet-jen/#comment-909</link>
		<dc:creator>Eva Marie Woywod</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 18:20:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am so glad you found the inner strength and love for yourself to leave the abuse. Thank you for sharing</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am so glad you found the inner strength and love for yourself to leave the abuse. Thank you for sharing</p>
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		<title>By: Karen Sugarpants</title>
		<link>http://violenceunsilenced.com/droolstreet-jen/#comment-907</link>
		<dc:creator>Karen Sugarpants</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 15:40:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>oh jen...thank you for sharing your brave story.  xo</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>oh jen&#8230;thank you for sharing your brave story.  xo</p>
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		<title>By: Lucie @ UO</title>
		<link>http://violenceunsilenced.com/droolstreet-jen/#comment-903</link>
		<dc:creator>Lucie @ UO</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 03:20:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I don&#039;t know how to explain this, but your post put into words my teenage relationship, my first love (or I thought so at the time), so clearly that it was like you held a mirror up to my past.

&quot;It started out as things always start. Full of excitement and anticipation, new experiences and a mad, mad love. And then one day and over a series of many days it grew dark until there was nothing left but a gaping hole filled with black.
It’s easy to simply say he was an asshole, but he was much more than that. He was controlling, violent, terribly cruel.  It began slowly, verbally tearing me down during an argument, threatening to leave. As I grew more emotionally attached his behavior escalated, grabbing my wrist a bit too hard, screaming in my face. &quot;

That&#039;s how it started, exactly how it started. I submitted my own story here, and I tried to explain that but I couldn&#039;t get it out right.

Thank you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#8217;t know how to explain this, but your post put into words my teenage relationship, my first love (or I thought so at the time), so clearly that it was like you held a mirror up to my past.</p>
<p>&#8220;It started out as things always start. Full of excitement and anticipation, new experiences and a mad, mad love. And then one day and over a series of many days it grew dark until there was nothing left but a gaping hole filled with black.<br />
It’s easy to simply say he was an asshole, but he was much more than that. He was controlling, violent, terribly cruel.  It began slowly, verbally tearing me down during an argument, threatening to leave. As I grew more emotionally attached his behavior escalated, grabbing my wrist a bit too hard, screaming in my face. &#8221;</p>
<p>That&#8217;s how it started, exactly how it started. I submitted my own story here, and I tried to explain that but I couldn&#8217;t get it out right.</p>
<p>Thank you.</p>
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		<title>By: kellyb</title>
		<link>http://violenceunsilenced.com/droolstreet-jen/#comment-902</link>
		<dc:creator>kellyb</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 00:33:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>wow........so much of what I have written on this subject sounds so much like what you have written... we have walked a lot of the same dark path.  thank you so much for sharing.
kelly</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>wow&#8230;&#8230;..so much of what I have written on this subject sounds so much like what you have written&#8230; we have walked a lot of the same dark path.  thank you so much for sharing.<br />
kelly</p>
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