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On May 5th, 2019, our family went through something that no family should have to endure. My mom’s husband at the time got into a fight with the rest of us and the night ended with us having to call the police, pack our bags and stay in a hotel for three days. While we assumed that this would be the end to the abuse and the pain and the suffering that he had caused, we were very wrong. It has been a year, and our lives are still suffering from the repercussions of a man with no respect for his family or the life we built with him. My name is Rowan Kent, and I have survived an abusive stepfather alongside my three brothers and my mother. I am writing this, on my knees, pride in my hands, begging you to help us.
I can still remember the night that I was standing in the kitchen, I couldn’t have been older than 13, and he was as drunk as he could possibly be. Imagine, being that young and having to plead that a man twice your size stop pushing you. My older brother, Brady, was only 17 when our stepdad came into Brady’s bedroom and grabbed him and pushed him around, accusing him of stealing from him. So many things like this happened for years and went unheard, but I won’t let it stay in the dark. We couldn’t go more than a few weeks without having to hear him scream at us. There was never a day that wasn’t haunted by cutting insults and snarky comments. How do you recover from this stuff? For the rest of our lives, we’ll all struggle trusting people and we’re going to catch ourselves looking over our shoulders, just waiting from him to come back and hurt us. We’re just supposed to move on and let it go? No. I won’t. I can’t.
My mom is the most amazing woman I know. She has been through more than she deserves and yet she has powered through with a smile on her face. Sure, it hasn’t always been easy, but she has kept us alive and happy. My mom, Chantel Campbell is the kind of woman who helps everyone who asks, but never asks for anything in return. Maybe it’s because she’s a capricorn, I don’t know, but I do know that she would never willingly ask someone for help. Now, she needs help more than ever. I refuse to sit back and let the woman that gave me life and a happy childhood go through this hell. Her ex-husband, who I’m sure many of you know personally, has done a lot to hurt her. When they were married, he rarely went to work and stayed in bed all day. At night, he drank until he couldn’t stand up. She supported him financially and emotionally for the years that they were married. Now that they’re divorced, he is insisting that she still support his lifestyle. He knows we can’t afford to help him live and continue our lives as they were. This grown man is stealing from a family that he once claimed as his own. When they were married, he leaned on my mother, like a lot of people do, but he leaned on her so much that she crumbled beneath his weight. We’re still trying to pick up her pieces and I can’t put into words how hard it is to watch someone you love break.
Why am I writing this? We’re about to lose our house. We either file for bankruptcy and try to recover from it seven years from now or we leave the house that holds so many good memories. I want to stop dreading the day that we lose everything we own, and I really wish that there was a way to stop it because I don’t want to wake up feeling like this anymore. So here I am, asking for your help. Below is a link to a GoFundMe. I’m asking that, if you can, please help us. However much you can put into this would get us one step closer to repairing what he broke. Along with that, please share our story with your friends and family if you can. This is our last chance. Please, someone help us. Show me that the bad people don't always win.
On May 5th, 2019, our family went through something that no family should have to endure. My mom’s husband at the time got into a fight with the rest of us and the night ended with us having to call the police, pack our bags and stay in a hotel for three days. While we assumed that this would be the end to the abuse and the pain and the suffering that he had caused, we were very wrong. It has been a year, and our lives are still suffering from the repercussions of a man with no respect for his family or the life we built with him. My name is Rowan Kent, and I have survived an abusive stepfather alongside my three brothers and my mother. I am writing this, on my knees, pride in my hands, begging you to help us.
I can still remember the night that I was standing in the kitchen, I couldn’t have been older than 13, and he was as drunk as he could possibly be. Imagine, being that young and having to plead that a man twice your size stop pushing you. My older brother, Brady, was only 17 when our stepdad came into Brady’s bedroom and grabbed him and pushed him around, accusing him of stealing from him. So many things like this happened for years and went unheard, but I won’t let it stay in the dark. We couldn’t go more than a few weeks without having to hear him scream at us. There was never a day that wasn’t haunted by cutting insults and snarky comments. How do you recover from this stuff? For the rest of our lives, we’ll all struggle trusting people and we’re going to catch ourselves looking over our shoulders, just waiting from him to come back and hurt us. We’re just supposed to move on and let it go? No. I won’t. I can’t.
My mom is the most amazing woman I know. She has been through more than she deserves and yet she has powered through with a smile on her face. Sure, it hasn’t always been easy, but she has kept us alive and happy. My mom, Chantel Campbell is the kind of woman who helps everyone who asks, but never asks for anything in return. Maybe it’s because she’s a capricorn, I don’t know, but I do know that she would never willingly ask someone for help. Now, she needs help more than ever. I refuse to sit back and let the woman that gave me life and a happy childhood go through this hell. Her ex-husband, who I’m sure many of you know personally, has done a lot to hurt her. When they were married, he rarely went to work and stayed in bed all day. At night, he drank until he couldn’t stand up. She supported him financially and emotionally for the years that they were married. Now that they’re divorced, he is insisting that she still support his lifestyle. He knows we can’t afford to help him live and continue our lives as they were. This grown man is stealing from a family that he once claimed as his own. When they were married, he leaned on my mother, like a lot of people do, but he leaned on her so much that she crumbled beneath his weight. We’re still trying to pick up her pieces and I can’t put into words how hard it is to watch someone you love break.
Why am I writing this? We’re about to lose our house. We either file for bankruptcy and try to recover from it seven years from now or we leave the house that holds so many good memories. I want to stop dreading the day that we lose everything we own, and I really wish that there was a way to stop it because I don’t want to wake up feeling like this anymore. So here I am, asking for your help. Below is a link to a GoFundMe. I’m asking that, if you can, please help us. However much you can put into this would get us one step closer to repairing what he broke. Along with that, please share our story with your friends and family if you can. This is our last chance. Please, someone help us. Show me that the bad people don't always win.
Organizer and beneficiary
Rowan Kent
Organizer
Denver, CO
Chantel Campbell
Beneficiary