Hugs you I wonder the same thing some days. Beautiful work.

Absoutly your best writing yet my Dear Girl I know and I feel your hurt, your dreams and your fears.........BIG HUG........My Friend......ILY

Heartbreaking! I tried...

I have found that the one that is there always there, yet rarely recognized, is the woman you are nowShe waits patientlylistens closely, and loves deeply. She came the first time the little girl inside you called, she has always been there. Know her, love her, accept her as she loves, knows and accepts the little girl inside you too. HUGS! (By the way I see you shine, how bright a light you are my friend. Another excellent read you offer us all.)

No one can take away the pain until the little girl is ready to let it go and reach for happiness herself. This is an amazing emotional piece. Well written. Hugs to you!

Heartbreaking, I hope someone can reach that little girl and give her all the love in the world. God knows she deserves it. Id give you a big bear like hug if you were in front of me now, I know the words are of no use to you the actions of it would be much better but of cause this is but a virtual world. Give it time and things get better, give it time and changes happen. Time heals all wounds, aches and pains; unfortunately time also takes awhile so it would seem we suffer longer. Dont give in on your dream of a reality, work at it and take the chance to have it. What a reward I think for all of use if it were to come true and who said it wont, just believe and in the words of Charlie Chaplin smile, just smile.

Ginny, One of the most evocative, raw emotional writings from your soul that I have ever seen! I understand completely. Having lived the first 17 years of my life in a domestic 'war-zone' changes a person beyond belief. For many years I felt the little girl I had been had died of neglect. I journal too. It is the only 'safe' place to express what I feel, for the most part. What has helped me more than anything is that, (and I know this will sound crazy), I write letters to the little girl I used to be. I explain to 'her' from an adult perspective what 'she' experienced through the eyes of a child, and a child's imagination. When we have had violence done to our souls and spirits, we don't grow emotionally beyond a certain point. We are stuck at the stages of the most trauma we experienced. That is my opinion. I am living proof. I tell that little girl, that I love her, that she has value and worth, that I will protect her. I have taken her through a 'tour' of where she grew up. Made the terrors and unreasonable fears more managable. Sometimes 'she' writes me back. Her anger explosive, the unfairness of what she experienced, more than unfairness, It wasn't right, what happened to her and her siblings, and her mother. She doesn't trust any 'God' When you have been betrayed by 2 men in your life who are supposed to protect and nurture you, who are supposed to be 'positive role models', it screws up in a major way any ability to trust any male in the authoritative role. Because you know, sooner or later, you are going to be let down. Wolfspirit is right. No one else is going to come to save you. You have to save yourself. We all do. I will always be available to listen should you ever want to talk. You have my email address. Don't care if it is in the middle of the night,I am usually up all night anyway! You are an amazing woman, a very brave woman! You do shine! Leanndra

Just a wonderfully, written work. -- Leanndra wrote, "You have to save yourself. We all do." -- I couldn't agree more. I think we never want to lose the 'kid' in us, but we must keep him/her in proper perspectives. I also think time does 'not' heal all wounds. It just makes them more bearable, hopefully. But, what do I know? I still think I have a real shot at dating Halle Berry. WINK.May peace find you, kind soul. TallPockets.

This was incredible.... All I can say, is that it touched me in a way that I can't explain. Incredible.... just incredible.

Thank you so much for writing to me, for letting me know, I know how hard this was to do:-) and I want you to know what a grand thing you have done. As I sit here I oddly find myself lacking in words..tears streaming and heart aching because I so understand your pain!I will write privately for the rest. Know that your words are the beginning, not just for you but for others too. So nice to meet you, thank you again. I will save your words to read again and again because I think its one way to heal, knowing someone elses pain takes us out of our own and allows the healing to begin..but also I will read them in hopes that it will help you to know you are not alone. Please feel free to write me anytime, I am not here as much as I would like to be, but I do check my mail at least once a day. The words as sorrowful as they are, are written beautifully...please continue and Bravo! If I can help, please tell me how...for now, I send you big hugs and lots of love..