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VBD Magazine
n the suburbs of a small town, Tremayne Moore’s childhood unfolded against a backdrop of violation and hidden pain. Behind closed doors, a dark secret cast a shadow over his formative years, and he lived behind a curtain of silence that covered sexual abuse.
“Like the one in six men who were sexually abused before the age of sixteen, I know what it feels like to be broken,” Tremayne reveals. “I was molested by a close family member, so I spent much of my childhood in fear and yearning for someone to take my side.” From the Rape, Abuse & Incest National Network (RAINN), the nation’s largest anti-sexual violence organization, a staggering statistic emerges, “1 out of every 6 American women has been the victim of an attempted or completed rape in her lifetime (14.8% completed, 2.8% attempted). About 3% of American men—or 1 in 33—have experienced an attempted or completed rape in their lifetime.” It took years for Tremayne to find his voice and indomitable spirit. Today, he is a survivor who turned the pain of shattered innocence into a powerful message that positively impacts lives. Tremayne is an author, publisher, motivational speaker, and the Founder of Maynetre Manuscripts, LLC, a publishing company with a vision— Writing to Right the Broken Soul. This warrior’s story is a testament of emerging triumphantly from the depths of trauma.
WRITING TO RIGHT THE BROKEN SOUL
Tremayne Moore
AUTHOR, PUBLISHER, SPEAKER & FOUNDER, MAYNETRE MANUSCRIPTS by Ann Marie Bryan
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EDUCATIONAL BACKGROUND Tremayne was regarded as a special needs child during his early elementary school days, primarily due to his inability to communicate verbally. “I struggled with my English classes as I progressed through elementary school; however, I excelled in Math. Around the 3rd grade, my uncle came to live with us. So fast forward to my middle school days. My uncle was trying to become a rapper as a profession, and my thought was, if he could do it, I could too. Mind you, I was going through middle school in the 80s, so when 1990 rolled around, I’m now in 11th grade. A classmate introduced
