11/19/2025
*PHOTOS ALL TAKEN NOVEMBER 18,2020. *
Today is a big day in my life. My life was very very different just 5 years ago!
It was like I was living an ID show. Jeff, my ex husband, was going to kill us all, I just knew it. He got bad at least once a week. He wasn’t even living with us. He was staying with a girlfriend. He came by the house sparadicly usually to start a fight or correct my behavior. The deal was simple, I stayed his wife on paper. Saved face at church and around family. I stay at his house, follow his rules, raise his kids and he paid all of our bills. The light bill had to stay below $150, groceries below $250 a week, birthdays I got $50 to spend on kids, and Christmas I got $500. They went to private school and I kept them “Christ-like”. He got to sleep with whoever he wanted, I stayed home with the kids- and since God blessed me and took away my ability to have more kids, I didnt have to sleep with him anymore. He would “put me in my place” when I forgot my role- rather that be popping me in the mouth, taking food away, taking electricity, taking away the car, taking away the right to sleep in the house, not letting me around the kids, withholding my pain medicines, or cussing me out in a heartbeat, he would do it just to make me better. And god forbid, I forget to do daily exercises (with proof) and the house better be clean. My family knew. The church knew. The private school teachers knew. It had been that way 15 years and even my dad didnt seem to think it was really wrong. I mean he beat on my step mom so, I just needed to be better. The church helped, they gave me a mattress so I didn’t sleep on the floor of the computer room when Jeff decided to sleep in his house. And the church supplied me with two mentors to teach me how to have more faith and be more submissive. If I was a proper godly wife, Jeff wouldn’t have to treat me that way. The boys had started sleeping with weapons under their pillows. The girls locked their doors. I slept with my dog and a gun. The kids friends made plans to cut Jeffs motorcycle brakes so he couldnt hurt me anymore. That was our life. He worked in a courthouse, was a war vet, lead bible studies and was a good godly man- in public.
Nov. 18, 2020 I came home from a visit to SC. I had left on the 11th with my oldest. Jeff had watched the other 4 kids. All day the kids took turns explaining to me that they couldn’t stay with Jeff overnight alone ever again. One said I needed to start saving money so he and I could run away. One told me she would kill herself if I ever left her with him again. It was a Wednesday. Jeff left when I got there and disappeared. We went to Wednesday night service and came home to a drunk very mad Jeff. He had found out that I had seen my mother’s sister and the Campbell’s. He made it very clear that I was never to see anyone associated with my mother’s side of the family or with the Campbell’s ever again. And before I knew what I had done, I lost my temper and I said quite loudly and hatefully, “F**k you”. Those 2 words changed our lives and the left side of my face forever.
For the longest 3 hours of my life I was cussed at, name called,humiliated, threatened, hit with dresser drawers, curling irons, dumbells, I even had a dog thrown at me and watched my children decide they were done with that man- thier biological father.
About 9:45pm, A-daughter walked outside to me with the most terrified look on her face. My poor perfect baby (16) with her big beautiful eyes filled with fear and tears handed me her phone and said, “I’m sorry momma. I knew if I called him he would take care of you.”
I said hello and the most beautiful voice I have known in my whole life softly and calmly said, “I hear you are having a bad night. Do you want to talk?” My child had called Tim. My best guy friend since 14 years old.
I told him so many times that I couldn’t leave because there was no money and no where to go. Within 20 minutes he found me gas and road snack money (the kids needed treats after a rough night he said) and he had 3 options of somewhere for the kids and I to go that night. He ended our phone conversation with, “Im drinking tea so I can sleep and spend the day with the kids tomorrow. Please, just come here and rest for the weekend. I will see you in a few hours” I said no way I was bringing 5 kids to his house, for the thousandth time that night.
But then, Jeff went on a walk- in his boxers and boots with 2 guns and a full sized sword- to smoke before he “permanently fixed my problem”. Titus had been packing the car for hours, as he said he was leaving with or without me but he was taking the other kids and Alyssa could drive. Jeff had told me to leave several times. And as he left for his walk, he slammed the side of my head into a wall and told me if I was smart I would never be near him alone again. So I did it. I left. I wasnt going to Tims. But I was coming home, to SC. I would see Tim Thursday, but what mattered was I was going home.
11 hours into the 12 hour drive I literally came to a cross roads. Straight went to Tim, right went to McCormick, left to Johnston. I went straight.
5 years ago, at this time, I could still use my jaw and neck correctly. That night Jeff slammed me so hard it permanently damaged the nerve in the neck, the jaw bone was cracked theres a missing tooth, and I have never heard right since then.
5 years ago, at this time, I was stupid loaded rich and miserable and terrified and unhealthy. I seemed to have a perfect life from the outside but had to ask for permission to p*e (no literally)
5 years ago, at this time, I was unloved, worthless, and was sure I was about to die at the hands of the man who made my children
5 years ago, at this time, my kids were shells. They were afraid to be home. They were afraid to sleep. They had to ask to eat a second plate of food. They lived feeling worthless.
5 years ago, at this time, I had no idea how much better my life was about to get. My best friend saved me and my kids and I can never thank him enough.
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