However, what really prompted me to finally speak up and name my abuser is the fact that the one police report filed—from the last night I ever saw Keith Blauschild, after he tried to strangle my sister to death—was shockingly inaccurate.

My name wasn’t included. My sister’s age was incorrect, reporting her as older than she actually was. More importantly, the entire narrative was false. It was a wild fabrication given by Keith and Dena Blauschild, with absolutely no consideration given for the victims’ stories.

Here’s what really happened: my sister and I, then 16 and 14, had been brutalized for years. This could be confirmed in many ways, as it was documented extensively by mental health professionals we’d visited through the years, many witnesses, countless texts, a dozen 911 calls.

Instead, the system failed us, in the same way it fails so many victims of domestic violence. But what happened in my childhood paved the way for my career. I went on to receive my M.A. in sociology, studying domestic violence with a full scholarship. I’m now working on my Ph.D.

But make no mistake: I had to claw my way through the darkness, and it has not been pretty. I still suffer the repercussions of my childhood abuse on a daily basis. It has been devastating for my well-being, my mental and physical health, and my personal relationships.

Meanwhile, Keith and Dena Blauschild suffered no repercussions for committing child abuse. They went on to become wealthy and successful. My abusers opened TheCookandCork and have been showered in industry awards and high praise. It has been sickening to watch, knowing what I know.

In light of this, I strongly urge anyone reading this to share my story and hold Keith Blauschild and Dena Lowell Blauschild accountable. Please do not support them or their restaurant, TheCookandCork.

As they are highly calculated and manipulative abusers who have shown no remorse or empathy in the past, I would not be surprised if they responded to this by calling me a liar, being cruel, twisting the story, or with any other typical abuser tactics.

But here’s the thing: in one night, I cut off my own father and stuck to it for over a decade. That requires something pretty severe to happen. There are nearly a dozen police calls to our address. I’ve shared this exact story for years, though it took until now to name them.

Additionally, I have a master’s degree in the study of domestic violence, with a full scholarship and summa cum laude honors. I’m working on a Ph.D. in the same field.

I know what I’m talking about. I know how this works. And I have documentation and a long history of witnesses on my side.