Updated: Apr 27, 2019
My name is Monica Chatmon, people call me Mo, Monnie or MoCho, I personally don’t mind what people call me, just don’t call me late for dinner! I’ve lived in Omaha for 10 years but was born and raised in Washington, DC. Sometimes I think my story is much like thousands of other women, but most people would never know because domestic abuse and homelessness are not something we want to talk about publicly. But I feel it is important to share what I’ve been through, because some people have a “pre-conceived notion” of what a battered homeless woman is, however, I do not fit the profile and I know that I am not alone.
I was not born in a slum, my parents did not do drugs or alcohol nor did they physically abuse me. I went to two of the best private schools in Washington, DC and have consistently tested as a genius on IQ tests since 4th grade. And yet I ended up pregnant at 17, homeless by 19 and in several emotionally and/or physically abusive relationships, one lasting almost 17 years. Conversely, today I am a stable woman, own a couple of cars, owned my own home for 10 years and have a decent paying job in a major company.
How does a person go from “looking” like all is good, to becoming an invisible person in society to living a reasonably successful life. How does an intelligent woman end up on the street and abused? How does an intelligent and independent woman even allow herself to even get into that position in the first place? All is NOT what it seems and that is where people and society get it twisted. Come back next week and I’ll tell you more.
Thanks and much love,
Author: Monica Chatmon
Publisher: VocalzMusic & Publishing
(Part 1 of two part blog series)