I'm Tired of Living Dead: Domestic Violence A Silent Killer

By Nadine Williams

This is a story of how one little girl, at the age of five, became boisterous and bold in the face of abuse. She stood up against it and was determined that she would win over it. It's a story of how her connection with God gave her the strength that she would need to be a survivor and a conqueror. This is a story of how one woman was to, with determination, squash what was meant to kill her by standing up in faith and courage. She lived a life of traumatic abuse for the next fifty years and defied death in every sense of the word physically, spiritually, mentally, emotionally, verbally, sexually, and economically. See how living in a domestic violence environment robs you of true living. This silent killer of abuse could have led to physical death but did not. This book is not a book you read for casual reading or just for your book club. From this story you begin to identify with the character, or, as life unfolds before you in your present state and possibly realize it's real life happening today. That her simple cry, for help may not be so simple!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Christian Faith Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Jun 11, 2018
• ISBN: 9781640286818

Nadine Williams

Award-winning journalist Nadine Williams forged an eclectic career over her 20 years at Adelaide's The Advertiser, focusing on social issues and relationships. She was one of the paper's features columnist and Adelaide's gossip columnist and also editor of fifty years of age. Her first book, From France With Love, published in 2007, was a bestselling memoir and Farewell My French Love is its much anticipated sequel. Nadine lives in the foothills of Adelaide and is the mother of three adult children and has five grand-children.  To find out more, visit Nadine on her website and follow her on Facebook. 

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I’m Tired of Living Dead: Domestic Violence: A Silent Killer

Nadine Williams

Copyright © 2018 Nadine Williams

All rights reserved

First Edition

Christian Faith Publishing, Inc

New York, NY

First originally published by Christian Faith Publishing, Inc 2018

ISBN 978-1-64028-680-1 (Paperback)

ISBN 978-1-64028-681-8 (Digital)

Printed in the United States of America

This book is dedicated with thanks

to the Holy Spirit

for rebuilding others in endangered lives.

Preface

When it appears that all others may not have a concern, God provides a place of protection, shelter, and safety. God always has a ram in the bush, a living sacrifice to cover what has been lost or missing to bridge our relationship with Him, and our God-given purpose and destiny.

The author’s story is unique not because she was a maternal figure in my life but because she never gave up on God’s word or His promises for her life. She is truly a walking story for His glory.

Enclosed in the following pages is a testimony of God’s goodness, faithfulness, forgiveness, omnipotence, and love. Be encouraged, readers, that He uses those who are broken but committed to following His heart. He is a gentle God that knows no boundaries.

The goal of this book is to inspire anyone no matter the obstacle, abuse, or insecurity.

You are a designer’s original, beautifully and wonderfully made. Please walk with us through this journey of hurt, discomfort, and perceived defeat. On the other side is peace, prosperity, joy, and victory. Claim and receive God’s greatness today!

He will give a crown of beauty for ashes, a joyous blessing instead of mourning, festive praise instead of despair. In their righteousness, they will be like great oaks that the Lord has planted for His own glory (Isaiah 61:3).

Kathleen

Chapter 1

Living Dead

The Story

Let me begin by introducing you to someone who was born in the early 1950s. Being unwanted from the womb can create a life of destitution and pain. You say, how would you know? because at a later age, I was told the one who was entrusted with me that I was hated for what the one who fathered me had done—having an affair with another woman.

At the age of three, remembering the physical abuse and having the ability to think, I remember wondering to myself what I could have possibly done to deserve such pain? I was being slapped all around the room as if I were a rag doll. There was another female present in the room who asked my abuser, How old is she? and the reply was, She’s three. I vividly recall gazing at the stripes on my flesh, one by one. Each one an unfortunate step closer to my destiny of shame.

By the time I reached age 5, domestic violence had become a constant occurrence and had taken root in my life, a part of the day-to-day living—pain in the morning, pain at noon, and still more pain at nightfall. Early one morning, at the age of five, as I was going about my day as any five-year-old would, just being a little girl, I was attacked with such force. For some reason, the pain that day was a little more than I could bear, so I had to reach out for help.

Small in stature and fragile, I was able to muster up enough strength to climb a barbwire fence located next to the house where I lived. The field was filled with tall weeds that would allow me to hide myself from the terrorist. I remembered saying to myself, I’m going to talk to God. You see, God created me in his image (Gen. 1:27), and this was my first encounter to that truth.

I looked down at my arms and legs frantically. I had blood all over my scrawny little arms and legs. My face and back had begun to throb. Bruising were forming all over, I cried out with a loud voice as my tears washed my little face. I said, "God, if I ever have children, please don’t let me treat them the way I’m