October 27, 2015 by dairycarrie
Humans of Agriculture- Jenn’s Story.
“The abuse is so slight in the beginning, you seriously think you’re losing your mind.
First, I couldn’t cook worth a damn. He’d walk in from work, and declare, “I’m not eating that shit.”
Then, when there were money struggles, we couldn’t tell anyone, but we still had to go out on weekends to make it look like everything was just dandy.
At some point, I became “too fat to look at.”
Little girls were outrunning me at the barrel races, so “How do you like getting outrun by a nine-year-old?”
Isolation wasn’t far behind all of the above. We didn’t have time or money to go see family or friends. I felt like a literal caged animal with nowhere to go, no one to turn to.
Everything was suddenly my fault. If he was mad, I’d made him that way. If something broke, I did it on purpose. If we were out of money for the month, I’d spent too much. I could do NOTHING right.”
Jenn is the woman behind your food, think of her when you enjoy a meal with beef.
Read the rest of Jenn’s story on her blog, The South Dakota Cowgirl.