TRANSCRIPT: The video opens up with black background and white text. “SEE THAT WOMAN OVER THERE.” An image of a slim white woman wearing a tank top sitting at what seems to be a bar counter appears in a circle. Her head and face isn’t visible. There is a glass with what seems to be beer on the counter. The screen becomes black again with white text “I’m going back…” A woman’s legs are shown walking towards us on concrete. The screen becomes black with white text “to court…” A woman’s legs are shown walking up concrete stairs. The screen becomes black with white text, “to see the rapist.” An image of the rapist appears. He is a white-appearing man with short dark hair and beard. The text, “to see the rapist again” is below the image. The screen becomes black with white text, “This time I’m going there for her, because she can’t…” Ruthie appears on screen. She is a white woman with short reddish/blonde hair and wears black square glasses and a black top with a zipper in front. She is signing with captions below. “When I see a woman with a black eye in public, I begin to have flashbacks of that horrifying night.” An image of a white house with cold snow and a tree in the background of the ugly white house appears in the middle of a black background. White text appears on the bottom, “I was kidnapped and trapped in his home…” An angry looking white man appears and then slaps a white woman. She looks at us covering her eye with...
[Description: A middle aged caucasian Deaf woman is wearing a black shirt with decorative studs along the collar. She has grey hair and is wearing glasses. The video setting is a home environment.] Transcript: Hi my name is Rhonda and this is my first time sharing my story. Please bear with me I have a piece of paper on the table and I typed all my experiences on my paper. I cannot remember them all by memory. The paper will help me remember as I tell my story, ok? I want to share my experience with different kinds of abuse. When I see other people experience abuse and share it, it touches my heart. I felt afraid to share because I was scared of gossip and my reputation and I am a very private person. I stayed silent and wouldn’t share my story for many years. I experience different abuse and now there is a suitcase full of experiences of abuse I have carried with me for many years. It gets heavier and heavier and now I can’t carry it anymore. That’s when I decided to go to counseling to get help to get through my experiences with abuse. When I met with the counselors, I opened my suitcase and shared little by little. With each experience I shared, the counselor helped me understand it wasn’t my fault. After that, I went my to my suitcase and shared more and more. After I was done, I felt so much better and it helped me a lot. Wow. That’s why I want to share this with you. I...
