My name is Kelly Partridge and I am the founder of Contribution Clothing. For those of you who have yet to hear of us, we are a mission driven online boutique with a focus on female empowerment, and community support.
When I launched Contribution Clothing in June of 2019, the question I was asked more than any other was always around my why. Why did I choose to focus on female empowerment? Well my friends, that is a really loaded question, and up until now my answer has literally always been...it is a REALLY long story. From there I would dodge the question completely.
To be truthful, the real answer was that I just was not ready to share it with the world. However, with my goal being to reach women and help them build their confidence, my own personal goal for 2020 has been to get to a point where I can publicly share my why. That my friends is what I am about to do.
I am about to tell you all something really important. I mean it…this is VERY important. Are you ready? Here we go (deep breath)…Just because a relationship is not physically violent DOES NOT mean that it is not domestically abusive. That’s right. Any relationship that compromises who you are as an individual is domestically abusive.
My relationship started a few years back, and it started out almost fairy-tale like. I’m talking roses on the first and second date, chocolates...total swoon material, or so I thought. It wasn’t long into our relationship that I began to see signs, which I personally chose to avoid. It started with my male friends, most of which I have been friends with for years, who all of a sudden according to him were in love with me. Well guess what? I couldn’t hangout with them anymore. Then it was my girlfriends who were single, they were always trying to get me to cheat on him. Well guess what? I couldn’t hangout with them anymore either. Did you just text one of your friends? Well guess what Kelly, you text them first. If they really wanted to be your friend they would reach out. You should really stop texting and calling them.
But don’t worry, I still have my family...right? Kelly, it’s really selfish of you to assume that I want to go to your family dinner every Friday. It really takes time away from our relationship, but go ahead, you can go. Have fun! Are you wearing makeup to work? Are you wearing THAT today? Who are you trying to impress? It certainly isn’t me! Oh, you got a raise at work? What did you have to do to get it? You’re cooking THAT for dinner? It’s so selfish of you to cook something I don’t like. Do you even consider how I feel? You should stop going to the gym, the guys there are going to hit on you. Kelly, are you on Facebook? I saw you liked a guys photo. Do you not realize that’s fucked up? I text you around lunchtime, and noticed you were on social media, but didn’t have time to text me back. You are a really shitty girlfriend. I don't know why I am dating you, I don't even like you. Clearly your priorities aren’t in this relationship. When you were asleep last night I looked through your phone and removed people you followed from your friends list. You won’t be needing to talk to them anymore. You changed the code to your phone? That’s fucked up. You must be hiding something. Change it back!
This is a very brief and light hearted example of how things progressed. This is the theme, manipulate and victimize until you can get what you want from a person. The depiction above does not get into how I was screamed at or belittled on a daily basis. It doesn’t describe how I lost my backbone or my independence, but know that verbal abuse slowly does that to a person. It took him screaming in my face, and throwing my cup of coffee through the kitchen window one morning for me to WAKE THE FUCK UP! It took my father, my brother, and some of my best friends rallying together to move me out of the house.
It took A LOT of time and work to heal, and I still have a ways to go. However, I can honestly say I am an EVEN BETTER version of the person I was before him. I truly believe that you are given every chapter of your life for a reason. I learnt a lot about who I was and am as a person and as a woman. This experience as awful as it may have been gave me purpose. It defined my goal. It made me want to use my experience to reach other women, hopefully inspire them, and help them to see their worth. To help them see the signs. To help them get out. To help them feel EMPOWERED!
To me, Contribution Clothing is more than an online boutique. It is a way for me to take a very negative personal experience and turn it into something positive. It is a way for women to connect, and to feel confident. It is a growing community of bad ass women!
My goal is that as time goes on I will be able to share more with you, but this is my start. I appreciate you taking the time to listen.
With Love & Gratitude,
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(Sorry fellas, NO BOYS ALLOWED)