You could’ve just left me alone…

A long time ago I was giving rides for some close friends as a side gig to put money in my pockets. One day, I was asked to pick up this guy named Dominique Marquon Boyland in Tomah who ‘just got out’. Since I was used to giving rides for the people who asked me to pick this guy up, I didn’t think twice about what I could potentially be getting myself into.

When I went to pick up this guy, he was all flirtatious and acting like he was into me. Well, in the next couple days things started spinning, real fast. He brought another woman into my home and tried getting me to have a threesome with them. I kicked both of them out and told him to never come back.

I was already seeing someone. Although, he didn’t come around a lot.. and would only really talk to me when he wanted to come around again, or “had time” for me…

After that, he literally forced himself into my life and turned it upside down. I asked him very politely to leave me alone and that if one woman wasn’t enough for him that he wasn’t enough for me. I barely even knew what ‘getting out’ meant at this point as I barely even knew the man.

It took a lot of pressure on his part, but I eventually let my guard down and started hanging out with him and we very quickly moved into a very toxic ‘relationship’.

He built up my self esteem and helped me dress where I looked and felt attractive. I felt great, and he kept building up my self esteem, while lowkey manipulating and using me. He took me shopping and would pick out clothes for me that I never would’ve came up with on my own. But damn I looked good and felt sexy for once.

When I say he turned my life upside down, I mean it. I had full custody of my son and was providing for my child however I could, at the time.

In the beginning of the relationship, I had gone to visit a friend and on my way home I was driving in a snowstorm and it took longer to get home due to that. He got super mad and punched the ride side of my head near my ear and my left ear and skull smacked into my fridge so hard I could hear it going ping and felt my brain rattle. I couldn’t hear out of my left ear for a couple weeks after that.

After this incident, he got abusive — physically, mentally, and emotionally.

He would wait till I would fall asleep and take off with my car in the middle of the night and get hotel rooms with other women, or doing who knows what in a vehicle that he was not permitted to leave with.

He forced me to sell drugs, because he said there was “a lot of money in it”. Forced me to give him my money. He broke down all 3 of my vehicles. Set my apartment on fire, after having gotten arrested with $7,000 of MY money.

Before he set my apartment on fire, I had my sons aunt (A) over, and she and my son were watching TV in the living room while I was trying to make dinner. He got mad because I didn’t want his drugs in my house so I hid them and told him to get out of my house. He was mixing heroin and cocaine and snorting it on my counter and always leaving his residue behind, plus I didn’t that shit in my house anyways. I had a child to take care of..

He was threatening to kill me, with no care in the world to who was around. He was violently pushing me around and attacking me. He ended up getting the memory foam mattress protector from on top of my bed. He pushed me around so much and threw me to the ground, with my memory foam mattress on top of me. He was doing jumping body slams onto me and telling me he was going to kill me.

(A) called the cops. They took him to jail, and they told me to get as far away as I could. They literally gave me permission to drive without my license and told me to go stay at a hotel out of town, because they said he was a “dangerous person”.

They let him out of jail HOURS after putting him in there. He then went and had his “friend”, Noel, drive him to my apartment and he set it on fire when he couldn’t find the drugs.

[He called this Noel person numerous times throughout the relationship and said terrible things about me every time. It’s like he enjoyed talking shit about me to other people, in my face.]

The next morning, I woke up to a bunch of missed calls from the fire department that my apartment caught fire.

The same day, he was around at my family members house threatening them and tyring to find me. Telling them to tell me he would pay me for the car I bought during the beginning of our relationship. He went around there so many times on some crazy nonsense and threatening them, violating their space.

A couple days after he set my apartment on fire, he found me and wouldn’t get away from me. He took over my phone again and wouldn’t let me go get my belongings from my apartment that he burned down. He even went to the extremes of messaging my landlord from my phone and telling her to just throw everything out. This man caused me to lose everything, when I had not done a single thing wrong to him.

My son and I were left with no clothes, shoes, or ANYTHING, due to this man burning down my apartment and not allowing me to get my belongings from the landlord.

Every time I had a phone he would break it and then buy me a new one when he was over his mood. He was very controlling over my phone and who I talked too, even when I was just talking to family. Wouldn’t even let me go to my parents house alone, since he “didn’t trust me”.

He would be on my phone pretending to be me and texting people some sick shit… Sexting people, most of whom I didn’t even know. Talking to people he knew (pretending to be me), to get information from them.

He stole my dog and threw her in a trash can, because I wouldn’t give him my money or my cars. Chased me around the state because he claimed that the car that I bought and had in my name, was his (so delusional).

At this point, he started to always be very mean to me, even in front of other people. He had one friend, (James), who would tell him to be nice to me and would get in his face when he wasn’t being nice to me. But of course he would get even meaner after that person left.

He robbed me in so many ways that now make it so hard for me to trust anybody or even want anybody around. And he robbed me of many valuable years of raising my child.

I got driving violations for driving without a license when I was trying to get away from him, and quite frankly it’s kind of narcissistic to expect me not to drive knowing there was a dangerous person that wouldn’t leave me alone. And I have numerous police reports to back up this story.

This man tore me down so hard after building me up so much. He had people rob me. All 3 cars I had when I met him were stolen, or broken. He got in a high speed chase in one of my cars and caused damage. In another vehicle, he smashed out every single window and smashed the amplifier and subwoofer system I had hooked up to it.

I tried my best to keep my son away from this, but because of this man I have missed out on so much valuable time with my child.

Because of him, both my child and I were now homeless and I was couch surfing while making sure my son had a place to stay. The people that my son was staying with would sometimes let me be there but sometimes they wouldn’t, depending on their moods.

When this guy couldn’t find me, he would go to my sons grandmothers house (his dads mom) and start threatening her and her husband and beg to see me.

He used guns to threaten me, and pointed a gun at my head numerous times to get me to do what he wanted. At one point when he found me and latched onto me, we got pulled over because an anonymous caller stated there was a gun in the car. And yet again he found a way to not get caught.

He punched me in the face so many times, and maniuplated me in so many different ways.

He held me captive at the hotel I was staying at, when I was supposed to pick my son up. He smashed my phone and wouldn’t let me out of the hotel room. Every time I tried screaming he would get on top of me and start suffocating me. While he was holding me captive, his friend (P) stopped by to grab some drugs, and he manipulated the situation even then. Told me if I talked while (P) was there he would kill me. I couldn’t go anywhere because he had my keys locked up in the safe with his own combination on it, so I couldn’t get at my own belongings.

At another hotel we were staying at, he had some chick in the bathroom giving him head, and told me I was being a child when I freaked out.

He was engraving in my brain how to get away from cops, how to distinguish undercover cops & FBI/”marshalls”, and brought on a lot of paranoia that I would not otherwise have experienced.

Because of him I was paranoid, addicted to drugs and homeless and that made for a bad combination. He left me broke, broken, and homeless. I spent so much time drawing and coloring for days on end to help me work through the trauma. Everywhere I went, I was coloring in coloring books.

I got trespassing charges for being places when I yearned for having my own spot and was just trying to get away from all the drug addicts..

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I tried getting a restraining order a couple years ago because he continued to have people try and contact me for him. I was sick of it. Why? Why would he want to talk to me after everything he put me through? Anyways, somehow there was a miscommunication about when the next court date was, so I missed it and the restraining order got denied.

He has haunted me for so long and made me so numb. I have been sober for over 2 years now and have been thinking for a long time about ways to be able to speak up about what happened to me. I haven’t known which way to go to be able to be heard about what this terrible person has put me and my family through. Nobody ever asked me to testify against him, and I don’t feel like he was ever held accountable for how abusive he was to me and mines.

He deserves to rot in prison and never see the outside of those walls ever again.