Meet Darlene

Darlene Lekowski, author, speaker, and survivor advocate with short, blond hair wearing gold hoop earrings and layered jewelry, standing in a modern kitchen with a white countertop, beige cabinets, and a black range hood.

Who I Was

I grew up the youngest of five children (whose names all began with ‘D’) in a Midwestern town where appearances mattered — country club crowds, perfect families, and carefully kept secrets.

Mine started early.

As a child, I was sexually assaulted by my two oldest brothers. I told no one. I was terrified of their threats, convinced my parents would cover it up, and determined to keep my family — and the best parts of my otherwise perfect life — intact. So I did what most of us do when something is too painful to face.

I built a box. I put the secret inside it. And I shut it tight.

For fifty years, I kept my box buried. 

Or so I thought.

From the outside, my life looked perfect — just as I intended. I climbed the corporate ladder in a male-dominated field, becoming a top account executive at a fintech company doing over $30 billion a year in revenue.. I was a caring mother. A good friend. A professional that people counted on. But underneath all of it, my box was always there — influencing every conversation, every relationship, every decision, every version of myself I showed the world.

A pair of hands holding a small, oval stone with the words "WE DID!" written in pink and a red heart painted on it.

What Changed

In 2021, my father had dementia. Keeping my secret from him was no longer necessary. And then my mother died. And when she did, fifty years of silence went with her.

The secret exploded. And one of my brothers — one of my abusers — sued me for defamation.

Having the details of my abuse put on public display was one of the most devastating experiences of my life. But I knew my truth. So I counter-sued.

And I won.

That moment didn't just vindicate me legally. It changed something fundamental about how I move through the world. For the first time in my life, the secret was mine to own — not as a source of shame, but as a source of power.

That moment didn't just vindicate me legally. It changed something fundamental about how I move through the world. For the first time in my life, the secret was mine to own — not as a source of shame, but as a source of power.

My memoir, Shattering Silence: A Story of Survival, Justice and the Power of Telling the Truth, tells the full story. It became a #1 Amazon bestseller in the categories of Self-Help for Abuse and Inner Child, and it opened doors I never expected. Doors to stages, to conversations, and to people carrying their own boxes who were finally ready to set them down, open them up, and learn to live forward.

A woman standing in an office space with a smile, wearing a light pink top, blue jeans, and sneakers, with office supplies and a potted plant in the background.

Who I Am Now

I speak because I know what it costs to stay silent.

I know what it feels like to perform strength while quietly falling apart. I know what it's like to be a student who doesn't know if they can survive the weight of their world. I know why the work of child advocacy groups matters — and to be the living proof that those children can grow up, fight back, and build something meaningful.

That's who I show up for: the women leaders still hiding behind their performance, the students who don't yet know how strong they are, and the organizations doing the hard, invisible work of protecting the most vulnerable among us.

My mission is simple. I want to reach back and offer what no one offered me — the perspective of someone who has been there, made it through, and is here to tell you that you can too.

It's time to let go. To break free. To live forward.

I would love to speak with your group, on your podcast, or share my story and hard-won lessons in your publication.

Let go. Break free. Live forward.