Broken Cycle Ranch

Broken Cycle Ranch didn’t just give me services they gave me hope. They proved that real advocacy knows no distance, and that with the right people fighting for you, you can find healing and support no matter where you are.

im from Dallas, Texas, where I was trafficked for most of my teenage years. From the outside, people thought I had a normal life, but behind closed doors, I was trapped, controlled by people who took advantage of my vulnerability and made me feel like I had no way out. It was hard to trust anyone, and harder to imagine that anyone would want to help someone like me.

When I was finally able to break free, I didn’t know where to turn. I was scared, lost, and overwhelmed by the world I’d been shut out of for so long. The local shelters were full, and I kept hearing the same thing: We can only help you for a few days.But I didn’t need just a place to stay I needed real, long-term support. I felt like I was back to being invisible, with no one in my corner.
I folloq Broken Cycle Ranch on fb i was hesitant at first, but something told me to reach out. It turned out to be the best decision I ever made.
When I contacted Broken Cycle Ranch, I was surprised by how much they cared about my situation, even though I wasn’t anywhere near them. They listened to my story, and instead of telling me to just come to them, they asked me what I wanted to do I wanted to stay in Dallas. They didn’t want me to have to uproot myself again if I didn’t have to. They knew what I needed was local support, people who could walk with me step by step in my own community.
That’s when they went to work advocating for me. Broken Cycle Ranch connected me with local resources I didn’t even know existed. They reached out to shelters, legal services, and other organizations in the Dallas area that had the ability to help someone in my specific situation. They didn’t just give me a list of places to call—they actively reached out on my behalf.
For the first time, I felt like someone was fighting for me, not just throwing me into the system and hoping for the best. They found me a trauma-informed counselor who had experience with trafficking survivors. They also connected me with a local program that helps survivors with long-term housing, financial literacy, and job training. I was stunned. No one had ever gone to bat for me like this before, especially from so far away.

Broken Cycle Ranch didn’t stop there. Even though they weren’t physically in Dallas, they stayed with me every step of the way. They checked in regularly, making sure I was getting the support I needed, and offering me guidance whenever I felt overwhelmed. It felt like they were right there with me, even though they were miles away.

What made the biggest difference for me was how much they valued my humanity. They didn’t see me as just another survivor; they saw me as a person who deserved to have control over their life again. They gave me the tools to find my way in my own city, empowering me to heal where I felt most comfortable.

Now, I’m on a solid path toward recovery. I’ve started therapy, I’m working toward financial independence, and I have a safe place to live. It’s still a long road, but I’m not alone anymore. And even though Broken Cycle Ranch isn’t physically here in Dallas, I feel their support with me every day. They taught me that sometimes, the right help can come from the most unexpected places.

At first I didn't think they were good because they don't have a physical shelter but then they made the calls for me and got me in contact places and kept checking on us to make sure we have everything we need .They were great

I was in a really bad place I couldn't escape my abuser they helped me get me an my kids outta there and find us help

Growing up in foster care, I learned early on that people leave. I spent most of my life bouncing from home to home, feeling unwanted and invisible. By the time I aged out of the system at 18, I was on my own, with no real family or support. I thought I was free, but that freedom didn’t feel like the fresh start I’d imagined. Instead, I found myself in an abusive relationship, trapped once again, only this time, I didn’t have anyone to turn to.
I’m from Garrett, Maryland, and the resources there are limited, especially for someone like me. There were shelters, but most of them were overcrowded or only offered short-term help. I needed something more, something lasting. But no one seemed to have the time or capacity to help me rebuild my life from scratch. After years in foster care, I was used to feeling like I had to figure it all out on my own, but this time, I was desperate for help.
I found Broken Cycle Ranch online while searching for domestic violence help. At first, I didn’t even consider reaching out—how could a place over 1,000 miles away in Oklahoma help me? But I sent them an email anyway. I thought, "What do I have to lose?
To my surprise, they responded. And not just with a generic reply—they listened. They wanted to know my story, what I’d been through, and what I needed. They didn’t care that I was over 1,000 miles away. They told me that distance wouldn’t stop them from helping me. That was the first time I felt like someone genuinely cared about my future, not just getting me through the next few days.

Now, I can look at myself in the mirror and see a survivor, not a victim. The ranch helped me rediscover my worth. I’m not just surviving—I’m thriving. And that’s something I never thought I’d be able to say

I am one of the founders of Broken Cycle Ranch, I come from 5 generations of domestic Violence, I am a 6 year survivor of trafficking and domestic violence. Broken Cycle Ranch is built on the belief that through support and education that intergenerational cycles of domestic violence can be ended and that trafficking victims can become survivors.
Everyday I am both amazed and saddened by both the compassion and lack of compassion of everyday people.

Broken Cycle Ranch didn’t just give me my life back—they gave me the tools to build a life I never imagined I could have. I have a future now, one that I get to decide. I’m no longer defined by my past—I’m defined by my strength, my resilience, and my hope.

Sometimes we don’t always realize what is happening tell it’s to late. Here is my story and I hope it can help other people before it’s too late.
I was living in another state as I match with this guy on Facebook dating. Everything was going great we talked for awhile. We got along really great. He liked the same things I did. Sounds like the dream. Sometime Down the road we ended up moving in with eachother. About a week into living with him I had a weird feeling to go through his phone. So I did and he had cheated on me 2 times. Telling another girl not to move away because he wants her and he can’t live without her. Even pretended to be his dad and text her saying he missed her and she was the best thing for his son. I confronted him and he said he was sorry that it would never happen again that he only wanted me and love bombed me again. About 3 weeks after I moved he started yelling at me, slamming doors, accusing me of cheating, telling me what I can and can’t wear, making me feel like crap for putting makeup on. Calling me horrible names, breaking up with me and then saying he didn’t mean it, telling me he hates me, I couldn’t go out with friends or I wanted another mans attention, I had to quit jobs because he thought I was gunna go date my coworker. Or his kids where sick or he didn’t have a babysitter. So I had to stay home while he went to work cause he would lose his job but it was okay for me to lose my job. down the road he left for a week for work. When he got back I just had that feeling again so I went through his phone to find him sending nudes to another girl.. and sexting. I confronted him and he lied about it and stormed out of the house and came back and said he did cheat and it’s been eating him alive that it was my fault he cheated cause I didn’t give him enough attention. He has done nothing but try to love bomb me again to stay with him. Saying things like I wouldn’t be doing this for you if I didn’t love you and care about you, your so beautiful, i love the family we have, I can’t wait for our future, your the love of my life. I finally took a step back and realized I was getting mentally abused he’s a narcissist. And I need to get out fast. I was so scared I didn’t even know where to start I have no money, a child and a dog to protect. I made a post on a mother’s group to see if there where any programs or someone that could help me make it back home. I had texted acouple people from the group that said they would help and they turned into scammers. I was scared I wouldn’t find any help. Just when I was about to give up kaydie reached out to me from Broken Cycle Ranch. She was so so kind and made sure I was safe and just so caring. She was able to help us get the funds to get back home safe! Big huge thank you to Kaydie and Broken Cycle Ranch!