S. Fitzgerald
September 28, 2025
I survived twelve hours of brutality—strangled three times, sexually assaulted, and kicked with steel-toed boots. But the violence didn’t end when the attack stopped. For nearly a year, PTSD has followed me—nightmares, panic, and the weight of memories I can’t shut off. What hurts just as much is how the systems meant to protect me—courts, national DV hotlines, organizations—let me down. In rural areas, we’re told there’s no funding, no space, no help.
Still, I keep going—for my two amazing kids who deserve hope. Healing is slow, uneven, but love is bigger than trauma. Survivors don’t just “move on.” We carry the weight, every day. And by sharing, I hope to remind others: we are not alone, and our communities must do better.
S. Fitzgerald
September 28, 2025
Hi, I’m S. Fitzgerald—a storyteller, a survivor, and most importantly, a mom to two incredible kids who are the light of my world. Writing has been my anchor through storms I never thought I’d survive, and Blood on the Tygart is the book of my heart. It’s a thriller, yes—but it’s also a piece of my truth, spun into fiction to shine light on the shadows most people never see.
We’re still in survival mode—rebuilding one day at a time. When you buy this book, you’re not only diving into a gritty, unforgettable story—you’re helping me keep food on the table, keep the lights on, and keep showing my kids that there’s life and hope after hardship.
From my family to yours—thank you for helping us survive, heal, and keep telling stories that matter.