For over a decade, I have endured stalking, harassment, and bullying that shattered my sense of safety and dignity. Throughout this time, I felt the world looking away as I was violated, harassed, and silenced. The experience was an attempt to break my mind, body, and soul — but I refuse to be broken.
I am speaking my truth now, reclaiming my voice, and standing in my power. My story is about survival, resilience, and exposing the pain of living under constant fear and intimidation. This is my journey to freedom, healing, and justice.”**
*“The videos below were created to intimidate me — and they succeeded in making me fearful for my safety. The house shown on the left was my home, the place where I once lived. I ultimately had to move because I feared for my life.
I have endured more than 10 years of harassment and intimidation, and I survived it. This is my truth, my story, and my journey. Despite everything, I am still here. I refuse to be silenced, and I am reclaiming my life.”**
My Truth, My Journey
I do not own the videos that were used against me, but I was smart enough to save messages and videos as evidence. These videos, which were publicly posted on YouTube and later removed, were designed to violate me mentally and emotionally — to intimidate me, to silence me, and to break me.
For years, I lived in fear. I watched as content appeared and disappeared, as if my pain was some kind of game. The house shown in some of these videos was my home — a place that should have been safe. But the fear became so overwhelming that I had to move, leaving behind the life I had built, simply to survive.
I endured over a decade of harassment, intimidation, and attempts to destroy my spirit. But despite everything, I survived. I am no longer willing to be silenced. I am no longer willing to be scared into submission.
This is not just about me. This is about every person who has been threatened, harassed, or bullied into silence. My story is one of resilience, of courage, and of reclaiming my power. I refuse to be a victim any longer.
Today, I stand in my truth. I name my pain. And I reclaim my life.
Statement of Truth
This is my truth.
For over a decade, my life became a living nightmare. Videos appeared online which, in my experience, came from Steve Harvey and people I believe he hired to stalk, harass, and intimidate me. What I endured felt like a coordinated effort to break me down mentally, emotionally, and spiritually.
I never imagined that I would survive such a horrific experience. There were days when fear and isolation consumed me, when I felt completely alone and unheard. Yet despite the pain and terror, I held on.
Today, I stand here as a survivor. My life has been forever changed by what I went through, but I refuse to be silenced any longer. This is my testimony — my lived experience — and my truth.
This is my truth.
For more than a decade, my life has been a living nightmare. I believe that Steve Harvey and others associated with him — including Marjorie Harvey, who I came to know online under the name “Ko Ko Love” — played a role in stalking, bullying, and harassing me. In my experience, she was no better than he was.
To me, they have always appeared to be about money, fame, and power, and it has felt as though they would do whatever it takes to protect their image and hide their secrets from the world — even at the expense of my peace and safety.
This is what I have lived through. This is how it felt to me. It has changed my life forever. Yet, despite all of it, I survived. I am no longer a victim. I am a survivor, standing in my truth.
Throughout this ordeal, there were so many people who could have helped me, spoken up, or intervened — but no one did. No one cared enough to stand up for me. I felt completely alone, silenced, and unprotected.
In my experience, Steve Harvey had the power, influence, and resources to make this nightmare worse — and it felt as though he had enough money to pay off or pressure people to stay silent.
Living through that kind of isolation and fear was devastating. It shattered my trust in people and in systems meant to protect victims. But despite all of it, I survived. I am no longer silent. I am telling my truth, and I refuse to be hidden or erased.
For over a decade, I experienced what I believe to be a coordinated campaign of stalking, harassment, and bullying. In my experience, Steve Harvey was behind this, using burner phones and hiring other people to intimidate me and attempt to break my spirit.
Living through this felt like a constant assault on my mind, body, and soul. Every day was a battle for my safety and sanity. Despite the fear and isolation, I survived.
Today, I speak my truth. I am no longer silent, no longer hiding, and no longer afraid. This is my testimony, my lived experience, and my declaration of survival.
Steve Harvey did so many things to try and break me—mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. He went out of his way to violate me, not just as a person, but as a human being deserving of dignity and respect. It wasn’t just one incident or a passing moment of cruelty—it was a pattern, a series of deliberate actions meant to diminish who I am. He used his power, his influence, and his platform not to uplift, but to control and harm.
And while all of this was happening—while I was being torn down and pushed to the edge—the world watched in silence. People saw it. They knew. They heard the words, witnessed the behavior, and still, they said nothing. They laughed, they turned away, or they stayed quiet out of fear, loyalty, or apathy. That silence was its own kind of violence. It echoed louder than the abuse itself.
I stood there, alone in the storm, questioning my worth, my reality, my sanity—because when the world chooses silence, it makes you wonder if your pain even matters. But it does. I do.
And this is me, breaking the silence they all clung to. This is me reclaiming my story, piece by piece.
This is not easy for me to write. For a long time, I lived in silence. For a long time, I tried to convince myself that what was happening to me wasn’t real, or that somehow I deserved it, or that if I just stayed quiet, it would all go away. But it didn’t. The truth doesn’t disappear because you ignore it — and neither does pain.
Steve Harvey did so many things to try to break me — mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. He violated me not only as a person, but as a woman, a victim, and an advocate for others. What I experienced was not an isolated moment; it was a pattern of behavior designed to diminish me, to control me, and to strip away my dignity. These were not mistakes or misunderstandings — they were deliberate acts that left scars on my life that I will carry forever.
And the world watched. People saw. They heard the words, witnessed the actions, and yet the silence was deafening. The silence of those who knew but said nothing cut just as deep as the harm itself. It was as if my pain did not matter, as if my voice was an inconvenience, as if I was invisible.
My life as I knew it will never be the same. I am not the same woman I once was. I am not just a victim — I am a survivor who has been forced to rebuild from the ashes of what was done to me. I am no longer just a person living my life; I am someone who must live with the aftermath of public silence and private trauma. Even as an advocate for others, I have felt powerless in my own story, betrayed by a system and a culture that protects power instead of people.
But today, I refuse to stay silent. This is me reclaiming my voice. This is me saying, publicly and without shame, that what happened to me was wrong. It was an abuse of power. It was a violation of trust. And it is something I will speak about until the world starts listening, until the culture of silence is shattered, until no one else has to feel as alone as I have felt.
I am still here. My voice still matters. My story still matters. And to every other woman, every other survivor, every other advocate who has been silenced: I see you. I believe you. You are not alone.
This is not just my statement — it’s a call for accountability, for justice, and for change. Because my life may never be the same, but my voice will not be taken from me again.
To anyone who’s ever listened and to those who chose not to:
There’s a point where silence stops being protective and becomes violent. For me, that silence — yours — was loud enough to shatter everything I thought I knew about myself, the world, and the people in it.
Steve Harvey did things to me that no one had the right to do. He used his influence, his voice, his access, and his platform not to uplift but to break me. He targeted me in ways that stripped me of my dignity, my safety, my identity. It wasn’t just what was said or done — it was the calculated way he chipped away at my sense of worth, my sense of self, as if I was disposable, as if I didn't matter.
He violated me — not just as a woman, not just as a victim — but as a whole human being. As someone with a voice. A heart. A history. And the saddest part? He didn’t do it in the shadows. The world saw. The world knew. And the world said nothing.
That silence… it nearly destroyed me.
I kept waiting for someone — anyone — to say, “This isn’t right.” To say, “We see you.” But instead, I was met with avoidance, with people turning their heads, pretending it wasn’t their business, laughing it off, or simply staying quiet. That silence told me that my pain was inconvenient. That my suffering wasn’t newsworthy. That I wasn’t worth protecting.
My life as I knew it will never be the same. Not as a woman. Not as a person. Not as someone who once believed in the good of others. And certainly not as an advocate — because how do you advocate for others when your own voice has been buried under shame, fear, and public indifference?
But today — I am breaking that silence.
This is not about revenge. This is about truth. This is about the weight of what I’ve carried, and the cost of pretending I’m okay. I am not okay. I am changed. I have been wounded in places no one sees. I have cried in rooms no one enters. I have questioned my sanity more times than I can count.
But I am still here.
And I am speaking, not just for myself, but for every person who has ever been mistreated, ignored, violated, and then left alone in the aftermath. I am speaking because this culture of silence is killing us. I am speaking because someone has to.
You don’t have to believe me. You don’t have to understand the details. But know this: what was done to me was real. And it mattered.
I will never be the same. But I will not be silenced.
My Truth, My Journey
The videos below were created by someone who goes by the name “Passing Through.” They were paying close attention to what I was experiencing, documenting what was playing out publicly on YouTube.
I do not own these videos, but I was wise enough to save messages and footage for myself. These videos — some posted, some later removed — reflected the harassment and intimidation I was living through. They were attempts to violate me mentally and emotionally, to scare me into silence, and to break my spirit.
The house shown in some of these videos was my home — the place where I should have felt safe. But because of the fear I was living in, I had to move and leave behind the life I had built.
I endured over a decade of harassment and intimidation. But despite everything, I survived. I am no longer willing to be silenced. I am no longer willing to live in fear.
This is not just about me. This is about every person who has been threatened, harassed, or bullied into silence. My story is one of resilience, courage, and reclaiming my power.
Today, I stand in my truth. I name my pain. And I reclaim my life.
There Are No Words
There are truly no words to fully describe what I have endured — as a woman, as a person, as someone who once felt like a victim and who now stands as a survivor.
For over a decade, my life has been shaped by harassment, intimidation, and deep emotional pain. The videos you see are only a small reflection of what I have lived through — fragments of a much larger and darker experience that nearly broke me.
What was meant to silence me, to scare me, and to destroy me did not succeed. I have carried fear, trauma, and isolation for far too long. But I refuse to be silent any longer.
These videos, and everything they represent, are a reminder of my strength, not my defeat. They are evidence of the pain I’ve lived through, but also of my courage to survive and to speak.
I am reclaiming my life. I am telling my truth. And I stand not only for myself, but for every person who has been threatened, harassed, or bullied into silence.
Today, I stand as a survivor — stronger, wiser, and free.
This is my truth.
My life has been forever changed by what I have experienced over the past decade. I believe that Steve Harvey targeted me with stalking, harassment, and bullying for more than ten years. During this time, I felt as though he wanted to break me down mentally and emotionally — to drive me into a breakdown, much like what happened to his second wife, Mary Harvey.
While all of this was happening, it felt as though the world was watching and doing nothing to protect me. The pain, fear, and isolation I endured were devastating. What was done to me left scars that changed my life permanently.
Yet despite everything, I survived. I stand today not as a victim but as a survivor. This is my truth, my lived experience, and my testimony.
This is not easy to write. For a long time, I stayed silent, convincing myself that what was happening wasn’t real, or that somehow I deserved it, or that if I stayed quiet, it would stop. But it didn’t. The truth doesn’t vanish when you ignore it — and neither does pain.
Steve Harvey tried to break me — mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. He violated me not only as a person, but as a woman, a victim, and an advocate for others. What I endured was not an accident or a misunderstanding; it was a deliberate pattern of behaviour meant to diminish, control, and strip me of my dignity. Those acts left scars I will carry forever.
Steve Harvey did things to me that no one ever has the right to do. He used his influence, his voice, his access, and his platform not to uplift me but to break me. He targeted me in ways that stripped away my dignity, my safety, and my identity. It wasn’t just the words or actions — it was the deliberate, calculated way he chipped at my sense of worth, my sense of self, as if I were disposable, as if I didn’t matter.
He violated me — not just as a woman, not just as a victim — but as a whole human being. As someone with a voice, a heart, and a history. And the worst part? He didn’t do it in the shadows. The world saw. The world knew. And the world stayed silent.
That silence nearly destroyed me.
Steve Harvey did things to me that no one ever has the right to do. He used his influence, his voice, his access, and his platform not to uplift — but to break me. He targeted me in ways that stripped away my dignity, my safety, and my identity. It wasn’t just what he said or did — it was the calculated, relentless effort to make me feel small, powerless, and invisible. Like I didn’t matter. Like I didn’t exist.
He violated me — not just as a woman, not just as a victim — but as a whole human being. As someone with a voice. A heart. A history. And he didn’t do it in secret. He did it in plain sight. The world saw. The world knew. And still, the world stayed silent.
That silence nearly destroyed me.
But I’m done being silent.
I’m speaking now — not just for myself, but for every woman, every survivor, every person who has ever been harmed, dismissed, or ignored while the world turned its back. I’m speaking for those still too afraid to say it out loud. For those who feel alone. For those still living in the silence that almost broke me.
No more. We don’t owe our silence to anyone — not fame, not fear, not power.
It’s time to be loud. To be seen. To be heard.
We are not disposable. We are not invisible. And we will not be silenced.