Surviving Survivorship
Apr 17, 2025
By Cassandra Aho
A blog about what comes after survival, and the many ways we keep going.
Surviving isn’t the end of the story.
In fact—for many of us—it’s the beginning of a much harder chapter.
Surviving Survivorship is a space to explore the complicated, messy, and powerful realities of life after violence, especially for those navigating systems, raising children, or carrying trauma through birth, parenting, and care work. It’s for survivors who were told, “You’re safe now,” but still feel unsafe in their bodies, relationships, or institutions. It’s for providers and advocates who carry what they witness, and for anyone walking through healing without a clear roadmap.
Here, we name what’s often left unspoken:
The grief that lingers
The moments of clarity and collapse
The systems that retraumatize
And the beauty and resistance of simply continuing
This blog offers reflections, stories, and questions—some mine, some shared—with the hope of creating a softer landing place for survivors, and a deeper listening space for those working beside them.
This is not a space for answers.
It’s a space for breath, for truth, and for honoring what survival really demands.
If you want to share your story, please connect with me to submit a blog post.
Dear Trump
This is what six months of safety looks like: Laughter, resilience, healing, and possibility
I was already 8 years old when, only 30ish years ago, the 1994 Violence Against Women Act (the first federal protections meant to finally protect women from violence) became law. In that same year, a boy on the playground pulled me off a swing, dragged me to the ground, and pulled my hair. That’s when trusted adults started telling me, “Boys pick on girls they like.” That was my first lesson in how this country lies to women about what violence is and what we’re worth.
Years later, those lies that love hurts nearly killed me. I’ve felt splinters of broken furniture in my back as his hands wrapped around my throat. I’ve stood in a room so thick with tension I lit a match just to get the explosion over with while my babies slept safely in the next room. I’ve seen hands, still split and swollen from beating my body, brush my daughter’s hair the next morning.
That is what domestic violence looks like. Not a headline. Not a statistic. It is waking up every day, one bad night or misstep away from becoming a fucking homicide case. According to the World Health Organization, more than 3 million American women experience this terror, and at least 324,000 of them are pregnant. Homicide by an intimate partner is the leading cause of maternal death in this country.
And the president of the United States calls that a “little fight with the wife.” not a crime
Let’s be clear: the most dangerous person in a woman’s life is not an immigrant, not a drag queen or trans person wanting to fucking pee in a public bathroom. It’s not a homeless “drug user” or any other caricature of danger politicians want you to fear. The most dangerous person in a woman’s life is her partner.
I am not saying that the system is without faults, but this administration of CLOWNS has gutted funding for domestic violence organizations and critical social services that keep survivors alive, making it even clearer that protecting women has never been your priority.
When the president dismisses domestic violence, he tells every battered woman, every terrified mother, every child watching their mom beg for her life: You do not matter. Your death does not matter.
Domestic violence is not a “silly little thing.” It is the epidemic killing millions in this country. And the blood is on the hands of leaders who laugh it off, and anyone who continues to support them.
I also want to say, directly to survivors. There are so, so many organizations and individuals still fighting for you. We will never give up on your safety. I will never give up on doing what I can to make this world safer for you and your children.
The Work Continues: Supporting Black Maternal Vitality & Resiliency
Supporting Black Maternal Vitality & Resiliency is built on an undeniable truth: the health of Black women and birthing people in the U.S. remains in crisis.
During my time at the National Resource Center on Domestic Violence (NRCDV), I had the privilege of leading a project that brought together a diverse group of survivors and public health professionals to examine the intersections of maternal health, domestic violence, and racism. This report, Supporting Black Maternal Vitality & Resiliency, is one of the outcomes of that work.
This report would not exist without the brilliance, courage, and dedication of the Black and Brown survivors and professionals who made these convenings possible. Midwives, maternal health providers, domestic violence advocates, social workers, grassroots leaders, and policy experts all gave their time and energy over two years to share their experiences. Their voices shaped every page. This body of knowledge belongs to them, and it is to them that we owe its truth and power.
Supporting Black Maternal Vitality & Resiliency is built on an undeniable truth: the health of Black women and birthing people in the U.S. remains in crisis. Maternal mortality rates continue to rise, and Black women are still three to five times more likely to die during pregnancy, childbirth, or postpartum than their white counterparts.
When layered with the realities of intimate partner violence (IPV), the risks are even more devastating. Pregnancy is one of the most dangerous times for IPV homicide, and Black women are disproportionately affected
This crisis is not just about health; it is about policy. The federal government’s recent decisions to slash maternal health and domestic violence research at agencies like the CDC and NIH, along with millions in survivor-serving grants, have devastating consequences. These cuts don’t simply limit research; they erase the very evidence needed to hold systems accountable. They shut down housing programs, restrict access to medical care, cut off food assistance, and dismantle frameworks that help professionals respond without bias and with real safety in mind. In effect, the government is silencing proof of harm while abandoning the very communities most at risk, leaving Black women and birthing people exposed to deeper systemic neglect.
And yet, there is hope.
The convenings that informed this report surfaced strategies rooted in community wisdom and practice:
• Integrating midwives and doulas into domestic violence response to ensure culturally grounded, survivor-centered care.
• Building strong cross-sector collaborations so that healthcare providers, advocates, and community organizations work as one.
• Centering prevention and empowerment, especially for youth, through education on healthy relationships, reproductive justice, and resilience.
• Investing in provider sustainability and diversity, so that the workforce reflects and supports the communities they serve.
• Expanding provider education on the complexities of maternal exposure to violence, ensuring that clinicians, advocates, and systems responders are trained to recognize risks, remove bias, and respond with safety and equity in mind
These are not abstract ideas. They are best practices already being piloted in communities across the country, and they work
The federal government has shown, time and again, that it is unwilling to protect women and girls, especially Black women and birthing people. But we are not powerless. Together, we can implement the solutions outlined in this report and other Black feminist movements. We can fund and scale community-driven models. We can hold systems accountable. We can uplift the expertise of survivors and providers who already know what works.
Check out the full report on my resources page or directly here.
This is the work that I have been doing for a decade, centering survivor voices to build bridges between advocates, providers, and systems so that survivor-led, trauma-informed, community-based strategies become the standard of care.
We cannot wait for federal leadership that may never come. Change is happening now, in our communities, and we are the ones making it possible.