I have started and deleted this post more times than I can count because there are no words that make this make sense. As Counsellors, we know what Domestic Violence is, in fact many of us have experienced it in one way or another whether that be with our clients or ourselves. Yesterday, my friend Mandy Fackler was murdered in a heinous act of Domestic Violence. She was a mother. A friend. A professional. A woman with plans, people who loved her, children who needed her, and an entire life that should still be happening today. And now she is gone because of domestic violence. Mandy was also an absolute force. We bonded over our mutual love of freedom, liberty, guns, and our very strong opinions about all three. That woman could spend the entire day out shooting and somehow clean herself up and be at the Governor's Mansion that night and tucking the babies in for bedtime. That was Mandy. She could hold her own anywhere, with anyone. She was strong, outspoken, fiercely independent, passionate about what she believed in, and unapologetically herself. She was the kind of woman you noticed when she walked into a room. She was a power to be reckoned with. And maybe that is part of what makes this so incredibly difficult to process. Because domestic violence does not only happen to women who appear powerless. A woman can be strong as hell and still be a victim. She can be intelligent, successful, independent, capable, armed, politically connected, deeply loved, and completely able to take care of herself in every other area of her life and still be harmed by someone she trusted. Strength does not make someone immune to domestic violence. Mandy had previously believed there was something worth saving in this relationship. Earlier this year she publicly wrote about believing they might be able to grow together instead of apart. She wanted harmony for her family. She believed in another chance.