Married to Malice: A Black Story of Love and Hate
Memoir of a marriage turned holocaust, starring Dominique Christina and Brother Taj
Friday, February 6, 2026
Speaking of DNA ..
Monday, April 28, 2025
The "Bloody Shower"
It's been about ten years since Dominique and I first tied the knot, and over the years, she's recounted this wild story about one particular morning. The way she tells it, you'd think I was some kind of monster. In her version, I supposedly launched this brutal assault on her, beating her so severely that I was drenched in her blood. So much blood, in fact, that I had to hop in the shower to clean myself up. And then, in this dramatic retelling, while I'm supposedly scrubbing away the evidence, she miraculously regains consciousness, crawls to the phone, and calls the police. The grand finale? The cops bursting into our bathroom, dragging me out of the shower, still dripping and covered in her blood.
Yeah. Let that sink in for a moment. It's quite a tale, isn't it? The kind that makes your jaw drop and your eyebrows shoot up.
But here's where the "fable" part comes in. The truth? Well, it's a whole different ballgame.
What actually happened that morning was a physical altercation, yes. But it wasn't some unprovoked attack. It started because I confronted Dominique about her consistently disrespectful behavior towards my daughter. Things escalated quickly. She threw a punch – and let me tell you, for all the jokes, Dominique does have some hands on her. It landed. My reaction? I laughed. Probably not the smartest move, because that only fueled her anger. She kept coming at me, so I did what I could to de-escalate: I pushed her gently onto the couch and went upstairs.
My infant stepson had started crying, needing a diaper change, so that became my immediate priority. After taking care of him, with the morning ticking away and work looming, I jumped in the shower. The police arrived while I was in our bedroom, toweling off and getting dressed. They allowed me to finish getting ready before they put me in handcuffs and led me to the patrol car.
Now, here's where the story takes a truly bizarre turn. As we were pulling away from our house, the two officers started whispering to each other. Then, one of them turned to me and said, "We're gonna go back inside and take pictures." They did a U-turn, parked in front of our house again, and one of them went inside carrying one of those big yellow utility cameras the police use.
While his partner was inside, the other officer leaned in and told me something rather surprising. He said they'd had "previous run-ins" and that, and I quote, "we think your wife is crazy." A few minutes later, the officer came back out, and they both told me that they didn't believe Dominique's story at all.
Their biggest red flag? Apparently, when they responded to the call, they ran my name. Because I'm a licensed mixed martial arts fighter and boxer, an automatic safety alert pops up for officers. Knowing this about me, and looking at the supposed "injuries" Dominique claimed to have, they immediately became suspicious.
And what were these grievous injuries? According to Dominique, a busted lip and a sore jaw. But the police saw nothing. No blood, no bruising, no visible wounds whatsoever. This is why they decided to go back inside and take pictures – or rather, not take pictures of any injuries.
The next day, when I spoke with the District Attorney, he showed me those photos. He also shared the comments from the police officers. They noted that in the picture where Dominique was supposedly showing her busted lip, it was clear she was faking the facial expression. They reiterated: no bruising, no other injuries. They even commented on the pristine condition of our baby's crib, which completely contradicted her story of me throwing her around and beating her so badly I looked like Carrie after the prom scene.
Despite all of this, I was still arrested and charged with misdemeanor assault. The District Attorney offered me a plea bargain: immediate release from jail and a year of unsupervised probation in exchange for a guilty plea. And here's where I made a monumental mistake, a classic miscalculation that too many Black men in this country make. I prioritized the immediate relief of getting out of jail, of not missing work, of not having to explain my absence. I took the plea.
In hindsight, I should have paid the minimal bail, gotten out, and fought the case. I genuinely believe I would have won. The restraining order that was slapped on me as part of the plea would have likely been issued anyway, but at least I would have had my name cleared.
That restraining order, however, ended up being a major stumbling block for me a year later.
But that's a story for another time.
For now, just remember: sometimes, the most dramatic stories are the furthest from the truth.
Thursday, April 24, 2025
Surviving an Assassination Attempt
Introduction
In the aftermath of surviving an assassination attempt orchestrated by my ex-wife, Dominique, I've found myself the target of criticism for speaking out about my experiences. Some have accused me of being "obsessed" with her, but the truth is far more complex. My posts on social media are not about dwelling on the past; they are about reclaiming my narrative and sharing my journey of healing and resilience.
The Reality of Surviving Domestic Violence and an Assassination Attempt
It's important to understand that my posts are not born out of a desire to keep Dominique relevant. They are a testament to my strength and determination to overcome the trauma I've endured. Being shot five times is an experience that forever changes a person, and sharing my story is a way for me to process and heal. It's a way to show others who have been through similar experiences that it is possible to survive and thrive.
Dominique's Obsession with Me
While I am often accused of being obsessed with Dominique, the reality is that she is the one who cannot seem to let go. She stalks my social media, monitors my every move, and even contacts me from fake profiles. Her behavior is not only obsessive but also dangerous. She has a history of harassment and false accusations, and I fear for my safety.
The Anniversary of My Assassination Attempt
Next month marks the fifth anniversary of the day Dominique's boyfriend shot me at her behest. This is a difficult time for me, and I will be using my social media platforms to share my reflections on this experience. I hope that by sharing my story, I can help others who have been through similar traumas.
A Call for Understanding and Support
I understand that my posts about Dominique may seem repetitive or excessive to some. But for me, they are a lifeline. They are a way for me to connect with others who understand what I've been through and to share my journey of healing. I ask for your understanding and support as I continue to navigate this difficult chapter in my life.
Conclusion
My posts about Dominique are not about her; they are about me. They are about my resilience, my strength, and my determination to overcome the trauma I've endured. I hope that by sharing my story, I can inspire others to do the same.
Additional Notes
- I have included a link to my social media platforms so that readers can follow my journey.
- I have also included a link to a support group for survivors of domestic violence.
- I have encouraged readers to share this post with others who may benefit from it.
Appendix
- Dominique's Harassment After My Release from Prison: After I was released from prison for harassment charges that Dominique falsely accused me of, she began harassing me and my parole office. The parole office was so frustrated by her behavior that they transferred my parole over three different jurisdictions just to get away from her.
- Dominique's False Charges and Arrest: As soon as I was discharged from parole early, Dominique pressed new false charges of harassment against me. This time, she doctored evidence and lied so effectively that the police initially believed her. However, the police later admitted their embarrassment at having been fooled by Dominique. During this investigation, Dominique was arrested for stealing someone's house.
- Dominique's Continued Obsession: Even after I was exonerated from the false charges, Dominique continued to pursue me. We had several encounters, including a meeting at a poetry venue where I took a selfie with her. We even had lunch together at Panera Bread, where I was dropped off by my girlfriend.
- Dominique's Character Reference Letter: Incredibly, Dominique wrote me a character reference letter that I used to get my security license.
I hope this blog post is helpful. Please let me know if you have any other questions.
Tuesday, April 22, 2025
A Dolf Reminder
Friday, April 5, 2024
Desparation and Malice: Dominique's frame-up revealed
To Dominique's surprise and chagrin, I made some legal moves during the course of my incarceration for the false prosecution case that she levied against me, and in response to those moves the district attorney began making her own moves to drop my case. You see, the case was becoming an embarrassment – I had levied a First Amendment motion that required the state attorney general to be involved – the last thing he wanted since he had already been dealing with the controversy of the over prosecution of cases by district attorneys throughout the state. As my case was being investigated it became clear that not only was Dominique a liar and had doctored evidence, but the police were being revealed as inept bumbler's. As the district attorney did their due diligence to inform Dominique of their intention she launched a last-ditch desperate effort in a series of emails whereby she wrote so pedantic we that it became clear as to why she falsely accused me: there was a smokescreen to divert attention away from her own Polonius behavior. Her last email was so asinine that the district attorney in my case forwarded it to the district attorney in Dominique's case, and it was used in her own prosecution and was integral to securing yet another felony conviction from Dominique. As you read it take note of the various narcissistic points that she makes and also take note of the hints she drops as to her overall scheme.
Sunday, March 24, 2024
Wednesday, August 9, 2023
Dominique Christina: A criminal history...
Back in the day, When Dominique was juiststarting out as the community boogeyman, there was hushed talk about "the file" - basically, someone had ran her background and circulated it among a small curious circle. These day, that file is a little thicker, and more readily availabile, so lemme sit this right here:
Sunday, April 12, 2020
A Covid Spring: a court update
Perhaps, like with covid, she is incurable and our naivete/stupidity (and youth) will be her constant source of food and nourishment. Or perhaps we'll build an immunity, a sense of justice and self worth and toss her (with R Kelly, Cosby, Zimmerman, etc) into the trash heap of irrelevance. Finally.Wednesday, October 30, 2019
Watch A Lie In Progress: Body Cam Vid
There are a couple things to note as you listen:
- Dominique made prior reports starting the previous November
- All of my social media had her blocked so anything she read was via one of her fake accounts or given to her by a third party
- Note how she went about to find my address - and who is the stalker?
- There was no actual restraining order - the police could not find one (the paperwork she brandished was outdated and probably forged) and simply took her word for it
Note at the end the nefarious/malicious reply to the police asking if I was "police violent"?
I was arrested for a warrant stemming from this incident later that every evening/early morning by Auraria Campus police after a routine driving-while-Black traffic stop - one that happens often at the beginning or end of the month as a way used to catch up on self-initiated contacts that police are held accountable for as a way to measure police performance.
If I was not stopped then, I would have encountered Aurora PD who would have been prepared to use force against me because of what Dominique said. And I would have been hospitalized or killed over her lie.



