Lorpu Kpadeh

Hello! My name is Lorpu Kpadeh. I'm the Founder and Executive Director of The Survivant Organization, a non-profit located in Washington D.C., assisting female victims of domestic and sexual violence aged 16-24 through research, interactive education, and advocacy. I started a blog, Stirrings of A Girl Interrupted, Woman in Progress to serve as an open forum for girls like me to discuss the violence, share stories and support others who are trying to find their way in the already confusing dating world through the haze of being a victim/survivor of domestic and sexual violence. Here is a link to my blog: http://lkpadeh1231.tumblr.com/.Chronologically, the first entry is at the bottom so if you start there, you can scroll up to read subsequent entries. In my free time, I enjoy concerts, road trips, cooking, and running.

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By Lorpu Kpadeh • 9 years ago

Domestic Violence and The Walking Dead

Event: Sunday, October 27th, 2013, 5:00 pm

Mood (Song): Frou Frou – Let Go

The worst thing about you telling me you think “I’m beautiful” is that when it comes out of your mouth, I believe you.

Last Saturday should’ve been just another anonymous weekend eve. After not having much of a spring or summer, I decided that a night out with the girls was long overdue and necessary. After a pretty uneventful night, I label it a self-fulfilling prophecy of meeting the same self-centered yet boring blokes and wonder why I drag myself out in the first place when I had an unwatched DVR’d episode of Dateline at home. I turn to say goodbye to my friend as I figure the next obvious step is to hail a cab and return to scheduled solace. I don’t know why but I turn and start talking to a boy instead. Wait this handsome stranger is a man. So let’s call him Mr. Handsome. I thought those were extinct because the majority of the males I’ve met in the past 3 years in their early 30s have fallen far short of that title. So I make a decision. I didn’t do my hair, shower, put make up on and come out here for nothing. Not tonight. I deserve one night to do what other single 20-somethings do every weekend. What’s the worst that could happen? You end up being just as inconsequential in my life as I am ...