Vindicated: Confessions of a Video Vixen, Ten Years Later
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In Vindicated: Confessions of a Video Vixen, Ten Years Later, Karrine takes readers into the belly of the beast as she harrowingly chronicles the systematic breakdown of her mind, body, and spirit and the events that propelled her back to prosperity after losing everything. She candidly shares her struggle to be what others demand, her obsession with the American dream, her desperation to appear normal, and the price she paid for it all.
With a foreword from Respect magazine Editor-in-Chief Datwon Thomas, this dark, long journey into the life of an abused and tormented woman, wife, and mother uncovers a long-guarded set of painful personal truths, reveals the inspiring details of her life-saving triumph, and will change everything you thought you knew about Karrine Steffans.
into a local chapel and get married, the same as in Las Vegas, and for just over three hundred dollars. Aeron and I already had rings, the matching diamond and sapphire ones I’d purchased the year before, and I chose a chapel just twenty minutes away. I bugged Aeron. I pressured him. I begged him, until finally, on March 23, 2009, he gave in and we were wed in a private, walk-in ceremony. We wore jeans and T-shirts. Jonah, just less than two years old, was with us. My son spent his day in
folded a sheet of paper in half and scribbled down a list of three other recommendations: 1. Domestic violence group counseling and/or education to help mother recognize her behaviors which place her at risk of witnessing abuse. 2. Individual therapy to address ongoing anxiety. 3. Conjoint therapy for mother and son. Though Agent Fernandez believed my stories of emotional and physical abuse, there was nothing he could do to close the case Aeron opened against me. Once a case is opened in Los
girlfriend or fiancée would: being there for him all hours of the day and night, listening to him gripe, supporting his career moves, staying up late nights watching television, and joking around. Bruce continued to talk about our relationship as if it were so magical and heartwarming and I wondered if he thought he was buying my affections. I fucking hated him for the way he treated me, and the power he exacted because of his ability to help me through one of the roughest periods of my life. I
loathe him but wanted to keep him around long enough for him to witness me get back on my feet without him. But the strongest relationships in my life were those with my son, my God, and myself. Together, we made it through one of the most trying times of my life and we were closer than ever. It was important that my son see his mother pull it together, gather her resources, and make it happen for us again. I wanted him to know that I’m not perfect, that I make mistakes, but that I can also make
know and love, who we thought knew and loved us. All of us want to believe we are different and that is exactly what makes us all the same. Some people believe they are better than others and it is that belief that makes them worse. I am not alone and as I gathered my thoughts to write this book, I struggled with its angle, I struggled with its format, but I did not struggle with its truths. You needed to know this. Those of you who have never been struck, never been choked, never been spit upon