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Heather's Story Where does one start to tell you their experiences in life? I guess it’s best to start at the beginning. I came from a home where the father dominated the home. Where children feared their parents but did not respect them or feel love from their parents. My home consisted of a total of 7 children and our 2 parents. We came from a home where there was physical abuse just not towards our mom but towards most of the children. ​ There was also incest in our family; my oldest brother had molested not only me but one of my younger sisters and my youngest brother. Our home on the whole was unhappy and most times very stressful. ​ At the age of 16 I became engaged and was married by the time I was 17 years old. No one I knew attended my wedding as my now husband did not wish anyone that we knew to be around. As you might guess my husband was abusive on all levels. At the time I thought I could change my husband’s behavior because he also came from a very abusive family. At 17 my idea was if I love him enough, take care of him enough, listen enough then I can change how he views the world and change all of the hurt that he has so far encountered in his past. I was invincible and strong and I would change him. How very naive I was at that age. ​ The next four years was unbelievably abusive. I still remember the first time he hit me. We were into our 6 months of marriage and we were just leaving my sisters and brother in laws place. (My sister and I married brothers). Wayne and I were just starting to walk home and I don’t even remember what happened but he slapped me across the face. I started to cry and ran back to my sister’s place. ​ From that point on I knew only fear. Every time my husband drank I was extremely afraid of what he might do. I got real good at pretending to be asleep when he came home from the bar. I would lie on the bed, I could hear the key turn in the lock and the door open. My heart was racing so hard I thought that he would hear it pounding and then he would know that I wasn’t really sleeping. I had to keep my breathing normal and once in a while make a snoring sound; sometimes he would bend over my face and stare at me while I was asleep. I just kept praying please don’t let him find out I am only pretending. In my mind I was thinking oh my god; oh my god please let him fall asleep. The whole time this is racing through my mind I had to keep my breathing normal and regular so he wouldn’t find out. Those were the most stressful times of all was the waiting for him to come home drunk, angry and ready for a fight, and then the agonizing wait for him to fall asleep. Sometimes he would go to sleep right away and other times it seemed like hours even though it was probably just minutes. I would wait and listen for his even breathing. I could take a deep breath and start to relax and get some sleep. I had survived another night. ​ I don’t remember a lot from the four years I was with him. I do remember things that did happen but not on a daily basis. ​ I don’t know if this was a survival mechanism that the body and mind uses for a person to cope and survive, but it did work for me at the time. Now I don’t know if it was such a good thing after all as all that anxiety, stress turned into anxiety attacks much later on in my life. I talk about it when I do Information sessions about Domestic Relationships to agencies, schools and community groups and tell them what happened to me. It has always felt like I was talking about someone else or even to myself it sounded like something from the TV. It never felt real that this did really happen to me and if it didn’t feel real to me how could other people believe me. But I know that it did happen and writing this chapter of my life has made it feel real and I needed to see it on paper for myself. This is not a story because most stories are fictional and this was real. ​ By the time I was nineteen I became pregnant for the second time, the first pregnancy was medically terminated. When I was about seven months pregnant my husband came home from the bar as usual, woke me up this time which was not usual. When I turned on the lights Wayne had blood all over his shirt and pants. My first thought was that he had been fighting in the bar. Wayne stated “I killed a stripper” at first I thought that he was just trying to scare me. He told me that he had shimmied across wires to her window and came in and killed her. Then he took off his clothes and had a shower while I threw his clothes down the incinerator as I was told by Wayne to do. Wayne then went to bed and fell immediately to sleep. I didn’t really believe he had done it because even though he could be violent he would never go that far. This happened on a Saturday night and I just had to wait for the paper on Monday to see if there was anything in the paper. It was agonizing, looking back I think I did know that he had done it but with the circumstances me being pregnant I didn’t want to believe. On Monday morning we got the paper and on the front page was an article that stated that one of the performers at the hotel had died. It went on to state that they felt it was an accident as the person had a history of having seizures and that she had fallen. When I read the article I knew it was true. How else would he know that she had died? You also have to realize that Wayne was extremely smart and I knew then at that moment it was true. ​ Yes I stayed. What made me stay was the terror, the overwhelming terror that if I crossed him maybe he would kill me too. If I stayed and became non threatening to him maybe he would leave me alone. Later I had my first child; Glen was a very unhappy baby and sick for most of his first year of his life. Looking back I can imagine what the stress and what I was going through had on him not only once he was born but while I carried him. When Glen was a few months old my parents and my sister came to visit us. My dad and Wayne went out drinking and later on Dad came home by himself. I knew this was not a good sign. I made up the beds for my family and went to bed. Later on that night Wayne came home. Extremely angry, wanting my family to leave, I pleaded with him to let my parents stay the night and they could go home in the morning as it was a six or so hours drive. Wayne became angrier. He grabbed a butcher knife and held it to my throat and told my parents to leave “Now” in the middle of the night. They left in a hurry and I just kept telling them to leave, hurry up and leave. I had my son Glen in my arms with him over my right shoulder. Wayne had his arm with the knife in it around me and my son. I truly believed that he would have killed me if my family did not leave. After they left Wayne went to bed. I kept praying that they had called the police but they never did. ​ Throughout the four years I tried a number of times to leave, there were no women's shelters then. I had to depend on strangers to provide me shelter, even then I did not feel comfortable because I was not only afraid for myself and child but for their safety as well. ​ I felt utterly alone. I didn’t know what to do. I just kept waiting on a daily basis for him to come home and the whole routine would begin again. I remember waiting in the living room and watching out the window. My whole body at times would shake so badly and my teeth would chatter anticipating what will happen tonight. I can remember praying on a daily basis for him to die. I just wanted him to go away and never come back. ​ Near the end of our relationship he went to London in Ontario, we lived in Stratford, Ontario for all of the relationship. He was arrested and put in to the mental institute in London. When he was in the institute it was the only time I ever felt safe. I didn’t turn to family as he said he would kill them and by now I knew he would. He isolated me with fear from everyone I knew. I had no friends, relatives or any of his family to turn to as they were also very afraid of Wayne. The only help I ever received was from Wayne’s probation officer, Mr. Bonsteel. ​ While Wayne was in London I started working at a Youth Hostel as a cook. One day a detective came to see me. He asked me about the stripper. I told him what Wayne had told me and what had happened that night. He said that Wayne had told them that he had killed her but how he got into her room was impossible. I told him no, if anyone could do it Wayne could. Wayne was never charged for that murder. I then met some people who were from Red Deer, Alberta. My son and me hopped on a bus and came to Red Deer to start over. It took us five days to get here; we had no money or a place to stay. ​ The first five or six years were really rough for me and Glen. I was extremely bitter, angry and unwilling to let any one have control over me. I drank a lot the first couple of years and did some drugs. It took quite a while for me to get settled down again. Years later I received a call from my mom and she said that our neighbor told her that Wayne had been looking for me. My parents weren’t home at the time. My parent’s were also told by the local police to shoot Wayne on sight if he did not leave the property. Wayne was a murderer without a conscience. ​ Three days later Wayne was arrested for the murder of a man in a bar. He had stabbed this man a number of times in front of several witnesses. When my sister called to let me know, all I could think of was it could have been me. Oh, my god he was looking for me three days earlier. If I had been in Ontario it could have easily been me. Wayne was sentenced and was deemed criminally insane. He was transferred to the criminally insane institute in Ontario, called Penatanguishene. ​ He stayed there for a number of years. My sister called me and told me that they were closing the institute and that Wayne would be transferred to a normal jail. I was extremely upset that this was happening. A few months later my sister called again to tell me that Wayne had escaped as they had put him on work duty and he did not return to jail. What he had done was go to his parents place in Smith Falls and beat his mom up severely and he stabbed his dad in the jugular vein. Wayne then proceeded to open a beer and calmly call the police and told them what he had done. Wayne’s dad nearly bled to death and both parents did survive this attack. After this incident they decided to reopen Penatanguishene. I was so relieved that they had done this. ​ Wayne died about 8 years ago of cancer. I can honestly say when my sister called to let me know of his death, it was the first day I had felt honestly and truly safe. I can say that I was relieved that he was gone, but what surprised me the most was that I cried for him. For all the things that he missed, his son, his life, joy and happiness. I cried for the life that his father gave him which was cruelty beyond belief. All types of abuse that he endured during his young life when children are supposed to have fun and be children. I felt compassion for him. But I could not feel sorry that he had passed away as it truly meant that I was safe, my family and children were safe. ​ After I came to Red Deer in 1974 and even still today, I have nightmares of Wayne coming after me with a knife. The dreams are different but he has always had a butcher knife. I would wake up absolutely terrified, heart pounding, breathing rapid and sweating. Even after Wayne died I still continue once in a while to have nightmares of him trying to kill me. When I wake up I know logically that it was a nightmare but I cannot stop myself from checking the doors. I then it takes time for me to calm down and return back to sleep. Sometimes it’s it will take hours for this to happen. ​ In July of 1981 I got remarried. My second husband was not physically abusive but he was abusive on other levels. I was with him for 10 years as I did not want to be a single parent again. He tended to do everything for others and neglect his family. I knew that he did pot and some other drugs but did not realize that he was shooting up as well. I did not know this until many years after we were divorced. There were a lot of little things that I did not pick up on or maybe did not want to pick up on so I ignored the warning signs. One incident that I do remember was one winter I went to my works Christmas party. Only people who worked there were allowed to attend. I went down to start my car and it wouldn’t start. I was very frustrated I also knew he did not want me to go to the party. So I had enough money to get a cab to work and my husband was supposed to pick me up two hours later as he said he would probably be able to fix it. So I went to the party and I waited. I waited for two hours after the specified time. So I decided I would walk home. It was cold out and I walked from Michener all the way to the apartment which was right across the street from where the Advocate is now. He was not home so I waited in the hall till he got home. I learnt many years later that he had pulled some wires off the distributor so that was why it would not start. My husband liked to play mind games. He also used to think it was funny to touch my breast when we had company even though I would tell him to stop. I left him in 1988 and went to the shelter in Red Deer. I have since had one long term relationship for about 18 months. ​ When you have chosen abusive men you start to doubt your ability to choose wisely. I just quit looking. The one thing I do pride myself on was that I never verbally bashed my husband in front of the children. As they grew older they observed their dads behavior and made their own decisions about him. They have very little to do with him. My husband is now unemployed and living on the streets. He has a drug and gambling addiction. He also has some mental health issues that he refuses to deal with. ​ Some people say that abuse does not affect children short term or long term but I totally disagree. In my family 6 out of 7 children were in more than one abusive marriage or long term relationship. My sons have been affected by my second marriage and vow never to be like their dad. I could probably write many pages about my relationships if I could remember the past. I remember very little about my childhood, my first marriage and also my second. I guess the soul, mind and heart can only bear so much at a time. I have nothing profound to say except there is hope and we do endure and we do survive if we are lucky. ​ ​ Donate

Tammy's Story If it helps one woman... ​ I didn’t grow up physically abused. Middle class home, mom was home dad worked. I never saw my father hit my mom physically, but emotionally he was a monster. I was never quite good enough in anything I did, that goes for my siblings as well. That set me up for many years of abuse and never feeling good enough. ​ The first time a man hit me I was 15, he was 21.We lived together for almost a year. It ended with me leaving and him burning and giving away everything I had. He did everything possible to make my life hell. I left my home province because of it. ​ Fast forward 4 years. I met my now ex-husband. A one night stand turned into a pregnancy, a loveless marriage and 18 years of severe physical and mental abuse. He was a drinker and later a prescription drug junkie on top of it. It started with mental abuse, not coming home, calling me names, all the warning signs. I’ll never forget the first time he hit me, with my son in my arms who at the time was 3 months old. From there it just got worse. I was living in BC in his home town. I had no friends and was 10 years younger than him, and not a drinker at all. He said I was unsociable, an introvert, I didn’t know how to have a good time. As it turns out he had many good times without me. ​ Over the course of 18 years we lived in 3 different regions of BC. My home was always on the radar map for the police, who were called often, not only by me but my neighbors, who on many occasions got to listen to me scream as he was beating me. Looking them in the face was a humiliating thing for me on a daily basis, they knew! ​ My family was slowly being phased out of my life. He did not want my mother around, after a while neither did I. I did not want to subject her to him whose sarcasm cut like a knife. It wasn’t until I left that my relationship with my mother, who listened to me for years, was mended. ​ His family pretended it didn’t happen and didn’t exist. One night he was supposed to be home so I could go to work, he didn’t show up. I knew where he was. I went down to the local bar where he was sitting with another woman. I went up to him and he told me to fu** off. I slapped him across the face. He called the police and had ME ARRESTED. Wow, fingerprinted, photographed the whole nine yards. The female officer had my file and knew that I was abused. Goodness knows they had been to my house many times and my ex had been in the drunk tank more than once. She apologized to me but the system had to play itself out. I was released into the custody of my mother. I was not allowed to go home for the weekend. They got me a court date ASAP for the Monday. I went home anyway, he was passed out drunk and I grabbed my son who at this time was now 7. No charges were filed against me, the case was dropped by the crown. That did not stop him from trying to convince the police afterwards that I was crazy and unstable. So I found out in a series of voice messages he left for the officer. I called his sister and told her what was going on. Her response "he would never do that". Nice. More than once throughout this relationship I thought this is it he’s going to kill me, all its going to take is one more blow to the head or one more kick when he had me down. I have many horrific stories about what he did to me, and what I allowed him to do to me. Yes, I do take responsibility for my part, I stayed. ​ I'll never forget an incident that took place in his local watering hole. Friday 6pm, he again was going to make me late for my job. I went down and went over to him. Everyone we knew was there. He said some choice words then he spit on me. Everyone saw it and no one, not one person said anything to him, not one. Turns out as fate has a way on showing up, when he spit on me, my best friend’s brother from high school saw it. She called me the next day. “I know what happened last night” she said, “Kevin saw it” I broke down. It was the first time I really talked about it with anyone besides my mother. ​ My son saw and heard things a child should never here. Things a teenager should never see or witness. I know it affects him to this day. Two weeks before his graduation his father grabbed me from behind drunk and started slamming my head into the wall, he wouldn’t stop. This time my son was home. He pulled his father off of me. My son took care of me that night, battered, bloodied and bruised. Had he not been home I don’t think I would be writing this now. ​ It was also the last time my ex-husband laid a finger on me. ​ As Dr.Phil put it “children would rather be from a broken home than live in one." My son is a testament to that statement. He said to me recently, “why didn’t you take me and leave, why did you stay, we would have been fine mom, we would have been happy." I have many horrific stories I could tell about my abuse by the hands of this man just like any woman who has been abused, the song remains the same. I divorced him, in order to do so I gave up most of what I had worked for over 18 years. Was it worth it....absolutely. Near the end of my marriage, the beautiful house, all the nice things meant nothing. Four walls with stuff. The price of my freedom was in fact priceless. ​ I am now with a man who loves me and cares for me deeply. Something I had a hard time accepting simply because of what I had been through. We all have our reasons for staying in these situations, fear being the biggest one in my opinion, uncertainty, low self esteem, the list goes on and on. Is there light at the end of the tunnel? YES. It’s been a long road to recovery but the point is I am recovering. I have my days when old ghosts haunt me and I find myself slipping into memories of events I wish I could forget. ​ I will be 42 this year. It’s been 3years, 2months and 25 days since my last beating that could have ended my life. Left my parents without a daughter, my siblings without a sister, and my son without a mother. ​ ​ You.Are.Amazing. As. you. are. Stronger than you know. More beautiful than you think. Worthier than you believe. More loved than you can ever imagine. Passionate about making a difference. Fiery when protecting those you love. Learning. Growing. Not alone. Warm. Giving. Generous. Quirky. Sexy. Funny. Smart. Flawed. Whole. Scared. Brave. And so, so, so.much.more. Be Strong. Be Confident. Be You. Donate

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1/1 We believe Every individual has a right to live free from domestic violence Building Bridges for a Better Future Since 1981 through to today, we thank all of our staff, volunteers, sponsors and contributors for helping us to maintain and grow the Central Alberta Women's Emergency Shelter . Our History May 1981 Concerned citizens, including some members of the Satus of Women Action Committee, met to discuss the problem of battered women and their children in our region. June 1981 As a result of their deep concern and the interest shown, a public meeting was held at the Dawe Center with 12 people in attendance. October 1981 After much work, a $10,000 Federal Government Grant was awarded to be used for public education and family violence research in Central Alberta. December 1982 CAWES finally had approval from both levels of government to proceed. Red Deer and District Family and Community Support Services, who provided CAWES with $10,000 in deficit funding, made this possible. August 1983 The new Central Alberta Women's Emergency Shelter officially opened its doors. The Shelter was licensed for 16 beds and was mandated to provide services 24 hours per day, seven days per week. They had four full time staff, one phone line and an operating budget of $200,000. 2001 A group of dedicated community members recognized that it was necessary to expand and renovate the Shelter in order to provide safe refuge for the growing number of families affected by violence. This group of dynamic people formed a Building and Renovation Committee, raised the necessary funds and a new dream was born. Thanks to a very generous community, a private donor and CMHC, the expansion was complete. 2002 The newly expanded CAWES was finished and open for clients. We outfitted the new space for Administration, a larger area for the Child Support Program, a commercial kitchen, a teen boy's bedroom, and a barrier-free bedroom, as well as six new bedrooms and four en-suites. 2010 We recognize that treatment for children who have experienced or witnessed family violence is a top priority. In response, we sought to create Canada's first in-shelter Children's Healing Centre. Incorporating the therapeutic benefits of SNOEZELEN, providing a bright, colourful play area, and group / individual counselling space, will help children to heal from the devastating effects of violence. 2013 CAWES has now become a recognized leader in its field. We currently have room for 38 women and children at one time, a province wide toll free number, over thirty staff and an operating budget of over $2 million. The tremendous task of providing refuge and support for families affected by domestic violence is ongoing, and successfully continues as a result of the hard work of many dedicated staff, volunteers and community supporters.

Donations The high standards of service that CAWES provides throughout the year to its clients would not be possible if it were not for the generous financial donations from caring individuals and community-minded businesses such as yourselves. ​ Below you will find a number of options for donating to CAWES , and no matter how big or small, every penny helps to save lives of women and children in Central Alberta. ​ Online: You can chose to donate to CAWES though Paypal or CanadaHelps.org . Click the method you wish to use below to make your donation online. This quick, secure, and efficient method will enable CAWES to put your gift to good use immediately. CanadaHelps By Mail: Please make your cheque or money order payable to: Central Alberta Women’s Emergency Shelter Box 561 Red Deer, AB T4N 5G1 By Phone: We are eager to hear from you! You may wish to donate with VISA or MASTERCARD by calling 403-346-5643 Become a Monthly Donor: By giving monthly, you will ensure that families in need are receiving your support on an ongoing basis. Our convenient automatic debit donation system is comfortable and secure, and able to work with your monthly and annual budgeting. ​ Click HERE to set up your online monthly donation. Stocks & Securities Legacy Giving Life Insurance Other Options Gifts of Stocks & Securities Take advantage of important Capital Gains tax savings with your donation of stocks and/or securities. Your gift will make a significant difference in the lives of families affected by domestic violence at a lower after-tax cost to you. A charitable tax receipt will be issued for the value of the stock on the day the donation was made. Wishlists & In-Kind Gifting Wishlists : CAWES has a year-round wishlist for items that will assist and benefit the women and children we help as they begin their journey of rebuilding. Please go our dedicated Wishlists page for further information. ​ In-Kind Gifting : Due to health and safety protocols, limited resources, and capacity to store donations, we respectfully accept only new and unused clothing and toiletries. We encourage you to consider monetary donations, or gift cards when possible as they offer the greatest amount of flexibility for clients with limited resources. For more information on donating in-kind items to CAWES , please call 403-346-5643 or email us at generalinfo@cawes.com . Alternatively, please use the Wishlists link above to view the essential items we currently need to support our clients. Charitable Tax Receipts ​ As a Registered Charity (Charitable Status Number: 10688 5437 RR0001), we are authorized to issue receipts to be used to claim a charitable tax credit (individual donations) or tax deduction (corporate donations). All donations of $20 or over will be issued a charitable tax receipt. We are not able to issue charitable tax receipts for in-kind donations, unless a purchase receipt is provided. ​ For more information on charitable tax benefits, visit http://www.canada.ca/charities-giving

Contact Us If you need help, contact 911 , or call us by phone now. ​ Do not use email to contact us in an emergency. Our email accounts are not monitored regularly and are not monitored over the weekend. Call us 24/7 Toll-Free:1-888-346-5643 Crisis Textline: 403-506-0485 ​ Contact Details MAIL Central Alberta Women’s Emergency Shelter Box 561 Red Deer, Alberta T4N 5G1 PHONE 24/7 Toll-Free Helpline: 1-888-346-5643 Local Helpline: 1-403-346-5643 Crisis Textline: 403-506-0485 FAX: 1-403-341-3510 First Name Last Name Email Message Send Thanks for submitting! EMAIL General Info: generalinfo@cawes.com (Not monitored on weekends) ​ Executive Director: Dr. Danica Hoffart - danica.hoffart@cawes.com ​ Volunteer | Fundraising Inquiries: generalinfo@cawes.com ​ CAWES Board of Directors: CAWESBoard@cawes.com

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