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Oct 05, 2008
SO glad you are still alive and with us...
by: Darlene Barriere - Webmaster

It was a very courageous act to tell your principal, Layla, even if it was by way of using your battered body to show her. She proved to you by being a caring and loving person that she could be trusted. It does sound as though contacting the proper authorities did indeed save your life. Whether you are still a minor or now an adult, I sincerely hope you are now in a safe place. And I do hope you have either received or will consider getting some form of counselling in order to help you with the emotional residue of growing up with a man who used you as a punching bag and sexual slave, rather than love and nurture you as a father.

Thank you for sharing your story with my visitors and me.

Darlene Barriere
Violence & Abuse Prevention Educator
Author: On My Own Terms, A Memoir

Oct 05, 2008
I am amazed...
by: Linda Settles

I am amazed by the strength, the resilience, you demonstrated by your letter, Layla. You survived, and you are brave enough to write about it. It is your voice, and mine, and other's who write on this site, that speak into the pain of so many other survivors who have not yet found their voice. Many of them will, because you care enough to share your story.

May God bless and keep you, Layla. May his face shine upon you and the wind be ever at your back... I forgot the source of that blessing, but I will pass it along to you today. Now you walk in it--and keep on the healing path.

Love,
Linda

Oct 08, 2008
To A Pretty Woman
by: Anonymous

you're not a fat ugly pig... when i think of the name layla i think of somebody very pretty !

Oct 09, 2008
that is so sad
by: Megan

i'm so sorry your dad did that to you, no girl should be treated like that. But what does knifed mean

Oct 09, 2008
Soundss Alot like my
by: Anonymous

Your story sound alot like mine. I am turning 50 this year, have not talked or seen the man that calls himself my dad in many years. You sre not fat and ugly because that man is nothing but trash. Fear is their biggest threat against us...a little at a time we get stronger...but fear sometimes can make us stand up for our self...and a little help we were scare to ask for..you were very brave and strong to take the first step. Good luck!

Dec 04, 2008
Thanks everyone
by: Layla

it feels good to know that people care so much about things like this. i used to think that everyone didn't want to know so they hid from it.this site is a brilliant idea and an inspiration for all abused people. just so you know i just turned 15.

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