Meet Alexandra Stevenson
From child activist to human trafficking victim to adult activist, Alexandra’s story (and life) is full of twists, turns, and sideways skids. Read on to learn a little more about Alexandra (in her own words) and what motivates her to do the work she does.
Mere months after fleeing my abuser/trafficker, I began working and getting educated in the ‘helping field.’
Over the next 10 years, between alternately hiding from and being in court against my abuser, I found my niche in helping others by:
- earning my diploma from Algonquin College in Community and Justice Services, with honours.
- earning my Bachelor’s Degree in Criminology from the University of Ottawa.
- earning a post-secondary certification in Victimology from Georgian College, with honours.
- working in a shelter for victims fleeing domestic violence.
- interning at Wendigo Lake, working with male youth in conflict with the law.
- interning with the Victim/Witness Assistance Program, at the same courthouse I had attended my best friend’s father’s murder trial.
- writing a memoir about my experience (Coming Soon!)
And more recently…
- co-founding an anti-trafficking organization that is based out of Wyoming, Uprising .
- getting my Master’s of Science in Psychology
- launching The Laughing Survivor to help create comfortable spaces to have difficult discussions anywhere. You’ll find me chatting up my esthetician, the Telus tech support, the grocery store clerk, and anyone else who’s interested in all things trafficking and trauma!
- writing my memoir: I Laugh in the Face of Trauma
When I am not speaking or educating (which is rare, because I LOVE to turn everyday situations into teachable moments!), I am passionate about travelling, eating, hanging with my tiny humans, drinking tequila, and reading bad romance novels—not necessarily in that order.
As an exhausted mother to two tiny humans, I am currently repeating the mantra that I will be fun again…probably in approximately 3 to 5 years. In the meantime, my fun includes potato chips and Law & Order SVU, with the occasional night off to drink too much tequila and then complain about drinking too much tequila for the next four days.
I admire people who are able to live and speak their truth…except when one of those people is my toddler, whose truth is refusing to wear pants and demanding to eat their “ham-der-ber” outside—pantless—in the snow.