To Kill or be Killed
True Crime Memoir
Obviously, I knew better than to take a life — but that was before. Before him.
The day we met in October of 1997, I was working at the District Court in Traverse City, Michigan as a Deputy Clerk. It was like most other days with arraignments, sentencings, civil case hearings and the like. People shuffling in and out, everyone taking care of their important business with court appearances, document filings, paying tickets, fines and bonding loved ones out of jail.
I loved my job. It was extremely satisfying and interesting with constant interaction with all walks of life, including people on either end of the judicial spectrum and many in between. Suddenly, there he was. Tall, handsome, and looking so impressive and important in his Michigan State Police uniform with his hat, gun belt and badge. A powerful man who had chosen a profession to serve and protect. He was extremely friendly and upbeat, smiling profusely. Best of all, he, too, was unattached.
What could go wrong? He was like a dream man. We clicked, immediately, and began dating exclusively. But he was not a dream man. He was a nightmare … as I learned over the next twelve years.
Twelve years of enduring domestic violence at its absolute worse. Constant abuse, control, manipulation, and threats. Sadistic sexual deviance and sexual violence. It was only going to end one way: someone would die in our bed and someone would go to prison for murder.
This is my story about domestic violence, resilience, reckoning and survival.
|Warning: The abuse that Joni suffered by her husband are very difficult to read. In fact, there were moments that I almost got sick with the details that she shared of the abuse and even had to pause reading for a few. However at the same time I could not stop reading and finished this book in a matter of a few hours.
Every time I read a book where someone is experiencing abuse...emotional, physical, mental, etc, it breaks my heart. It does not have to be just women. Men go through it as well but they just don't share it as much. I could see how quickly things spiraled out of control to the point that Joni was isolated from her family and friends.
I can't say that I wish that Joni did not have to kill her husband and could have found another way as if I was in her shoes; I am not sure what I would have done. I may have felt the same way. I am glad that Joni finally found her release.
Joni Ankerson lives in her hometown of Traverse City, Michigan. After being released from prison in April of 2017, he returned home to the house she grew up in and is moving forward with her new, independent life. She is a strong advocate for victims of domestic violence and has many family members, friends, and community members that support her and stand behind her. She hopes that by sharing her story, other victims will gain the strength to come forward and speak their truth. #endthesilenceofabuse
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