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The Survivor Art Gallery
Thank you for visiting our online gallery of the dark side of humanity. In this special page, patrons and visitors share their thoughts with the world. Some leave only their name and location - a memento to let us know that they were once here. Others share their very personal experiences of trauma, survival, and how the paintings in this gallery impacted their lives.
More than a peek into the lives of others, however, this is also an opportunity for you to share your own thoughts. You may simply choose to leave your name and location, or you may share your thoughts about the gallery and/or your personal story of survival. Once again, thank you.
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Wilmington, RR USA - Friday, July 22, 2005 at 13:41:06 (CDT)
Tankyou for all this information on the i found this very useful for my research on this subject. Thanks
Alaska, AL USA - Tuesday, July 19, 2005 at 10:46:25 (CDT)
I have seen a lot of web pages the quality of what I have seen so far is very good and have enjoyed the content, makes for very interesting reading
New York, NY USA - Monday, July 18, 2005 at 01:19:38 (CDT)
Congratulations, I love it very much. I really appreciate your work here, I think it will serve to many for inspiration and as a good information source
Chicago, CO USA - Sunday, July 17, 2005 at 18:37:53 (CDT)
Lol your pic "Daisy Killer" is a total rip off of the front cover of Resident Evil 1: Directors cut for the playstation. Come on, try to be a little more original.
NA, NA NA - Tuesday, June 28, 2005 at 15:28:41 (CDT)
Your site is cool. I like it because is very usefull. Have fun !!! the site is really excellent ant good.may god helps u in your next steps.
Tallahassee, IA USA - Tuesday, April 26, 2005 at 22:47:56 (CDT)
Suffering from severe anxiety lately, i decided to focus on anxiety for my major art piece for my last year of high school. As soon as i came across Regina's works I was elated into a realisation that I was not alone.... it was as though she conveyed all that i have ever felt... all that words fall short of reaching.
Gold Coast, Qld Australia - Thursday, February 24, 2005 at 20:21:11 (CST)
There is something very familiar about E.D.'s work... Almost like I have seen it before. Very strange that...
USA - Saturday, January 15, 2005 at 13:13:24 (CST)
I am very glad to have come across such a fantastic and important site. Good luck to you all and thank you for the art.
melbourne, VIC Australia - Wednesday, January 12, 2005 at 16:05:37 (CST)
I find this art extremely powerful. How brave of you all to be able to express yourselves openly through art-I have held mine internally for years. Maybe someday I can let it out. Thank you for sharing your lives and art. Some of us need to hear inspiration to continue the fight.
USA - Thursday, October 28, 2004 at 14:54:03 (CDT)
I have been trying to look for gothic art for my A-level research, and I can't believe what I have come across. I am suffering from depression and all the crap that goes with it, and I was so desperate to try and find some art to relate to, and I now finally have. Thank you to all of the three artists, by expressing your tormented memories you have shown me that I can now express my mental pain that I am suffering from. I am just so sorry you had to go through so much awful things to help other people cope with their problems too.
Birmingham, UK - Saturday, October 23, 2004 at 10:58:23 (CDT)
I found this sight while looking for another but i'm glad i did.We all have are demonds and we deal with them in are own way.When we face the extreme, are minds can only deal with so much and go into over load.Memeorys that we could suppress before can no longer be contaned and must be released. In this way we can go on, but that is how healing begins. Never give up!
SCOTT HAMBELTON <firstname.lastname@example.org>
GLADSTONE, MO USA - Monday, August 23, 2004 at 08:24:15 (CDT)
this is inspiring..alli can say is, it really touches soemthing inside. you all are very brave to confront your fears and put it on canvas for others to see.. even the idea of you materializing your fears raises a respect value in my eyes. i developed a strange affection while browsing this site..i must look into it deeper. thank you.
Estonia - Sunday, August 01, 2004 at 04:47:12 (CDT)
Some of the pictures show the confusion in my head. I can say 'that's how i feel' and point to them. Maybe i can sleep tonight. Thankyou.
United Kingdom - Saturday, July 31, 2004 at 19:57:43 (CDT)
hi,does anyone know where i can find more artists who draw evil clowns? i am doing my GCSE's and i need to find some pictures and information for my prep,if anyone could help i will be very thankful. Just email me with information
bath, UK - Wednesday, May 05, 2004 at 03:16:48 (CDT)
Thank you . I do not know what to say. I have met thousands of people in my life,,and everyone has a story of abuse. Abuse can come in many disguises, some is deliberate/ ,some is through ignorance...children are born innocent-always.... they become the victims. We have to end the game of dominoes and realize that the abusers were once themselves innocent children with the same fears(what happened to them? ) I grew up a hard life,an afraid little child...I am now a brave adult ,although somewhat lacking in social skills... I am brave enough to go back to that afraid little child crying on the floor, pick them up and say "--- -- ----- ----" Considering we are all unique,and we all have different stories, I am sure we all have something we would want to say as adults to comfort the inner child in us and can fill in our own blanks. Do not give up. Thanks. Sheldon from Saskatchewan. Thank you all, keep up with the Art/ expression.
Sheldon Wiwchar <email@example.com>
Regina,Sask., Canada - Thursday, April 29, 2004 at 11:27:30 (CDT)
SUPER ULTRA MEGA!
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Heaven's Gate, MN USA - Sunday, April 18, 2004 at 17:13:08 (CDT)
this stuff has moved a lot of people. it really widens the spectrum of 'good' and 'bad'- i was listening to madonna's 'holiday' while looking at these pictures- it was s strange contrast. its surprising how horible things can get for some people. i really feel for the victims. i dont love life but i feel lucky that i am blessed with a safe environment to grow up in. this life can be awful. i hope that it can be made better. i dont know what happens after death but i hope everything can somehow be put right. i know i wont have any influence but i want to try to make things better for victims of suffering in my life- its not fair.
uk - Thursday, April 15, 2004 at 08:50:12 (CDT)
Hi, great website, the words are haunting and the art cuts to the core. Love the various styles and the artists stories that accompany the art. VERY WELL DONE! Thanks Cat Wilcox
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vt USA - Thursday, April 01, 2004 at 21:27:17 (CST)
If you can go on, I can too. bravo!
USA - Saturday, March 13, 2004 at 00:22:41 (CST)
Haunting, this stuff blew me away. It's the kind of thing that stays with you even when you'd rather think about something else.
Brighton, USA - Tuesday, January 27, 2004 at 11:16:43 (CST)
I am interested in"art brut" but there must sometimes be beauty too.
USA - Saturday, January 24, 2004 at 11:54:11 (CST)
I am actually studying this form of artwork for my A2 level art and I did not expect to be so interested in what I have found on this site, I was very taken back and disturbed on some of the things in this site, all of the artist have been through alot and to be able to express this is amazing no matter what form it is in, although others sympathy is not what you may want I cant help but feel that way, I hope you all find what you are looking for within your art, it has made a great impression on me. thankyou for sharing it x x
UK - Tuesday, January 06, 2004 at 16:26:55 (CST)
Too bad the materials for my work of art became cremated before I could start my own creation. I want to ask the priest how he could bless the carcass of such a creature he was. Tells much about organized religion. Death is no excuse for escaping justice.
They know me
None - Sunday, December 28, 2003 at 07:25:44 (CST)
The artwork here is amazing and very powerful. I feel the pain, and the strength here. Art is such a wonderful tool of expression and recovery. I thank you all for sharing your work.
Ca. USA - Thursday, November 20, 2003 at 12:42:11 (CST)
Lot's of talent here. All of you are very good at expressing your feelings with art! (I'm going to school to become an art therapist!) :) Good luck on the road of healing.
USA - Wednesday, November 19, 2003 at 18:45:48 (CST)
it's very nice to see work that doesn't hide from the roots to combat the past i hide in humor that only a few people see into.These works are honest and hard to handle for a world so afraid to stop kidding it's self....fine site thank you.
jay smithline <firstname.lastname@example.org>
calabasas, ca USA - Saturday, November 08, 2003 at 08:59:01 (CST)
Your website is great i am interest to cooperate with your team you can also look at to Our Website Our Online Art Gallery presents the arts of the best contemporary artists for art lovers and collectors all over the world! Asian Beauty and erotic Art World Wide. World Art Groups www.world-art.ch
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Zuerich, ZH Switzerland - Saturday, November 08, 2003 at 07:42:25 (CST)
I feel for all of you. I am also a survivor or sorts. Can I be included in the website? My family always told me that I lacked talent and forced me to get a job but I beleived in myself and built a website that is able to bring my god given talent to the world wide web. Museums are lineing up to give me rooms for my art but I am not interested. To much rejection, to many tears and not enough love. God bless everyone of you.
nyc, USA - Thursday, October 30, 2003 at 15:23:55 (CST)
We are always looking for new artists whose work conveys the reality of trauma and being a survivor. Please use the contact link to apply directly. Thank you!
I feel for these artists. We've all been through something, it is true, but some of us have been throug way too much. Thank you for your bravery and your service to humanity.
Los Angeles, CA USA - Tuesday, October 07, 2003 at 20:01:02 (CDT)
Beautiful but scary paintings. I don't think I'm going to be able to sleep for awhile.
Boise, ID USA - Saturday, October 04, 2003 at 20:06:46 (CDT)
There's some beautiful work here.
Saint Eyebeat <firstname.lastname@example.org>
USA - Tuesday, September 23, 2003 at 09:41:31 (CDT)
Disturbing work on a day that is a memorial to loss, it seems appropriate. I wish there was a national gallery of survivor art. Hope it is for remembrance not revenge.
Dallas, TX USA - Thursday, September 11, 2003 at 12:57:36 (CDT)
Great site, it´s now in my bookmarks, I´ll be back very soon to see any update, keep up the good work!
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Los Angeles, CA USA - Thursday, August 28, 2003 at 06:04:40 (CDT)
I often feel alone and I feel like I'm the only one who has gone through all of this. Your gallery made me realize how many people share my pain and your talented artists made me feel a connection with their lives. Thank you.
Tacoma, WA USA - Wednesday, July 30, 2003 at 21:00:13 (CDT)
Hello, im Vanessa 15years old and iam searching for my dad, all informations that i have are in my homepage. Please take a minute and read it, maybe you can help me! Here is my url: http://www.freehomepage.de/members/vanessafreier
Germany, Germany Germany - Thursday, June 26, 2003 at 12:14:44 (CDT)
like to say, looking at all the paintings you all drawn, helped me a whole to see, i wasnt the only one in the world who felt like me, so a big thankyou, and life day y day, good luck to us all, today and for ever, i feel your hurt, as well as mine own, and it would be great if we could just open a door and walk away from it all, love kelly,
birmingham, b8 USA - Monday, June 16, 2003 at 05:31:21 (CDT)
When I thin about all the hurt and pain in the world it fills me with despair. I can't even think about my own pain, too. The suffering of children, the young mothers with no hope, the pain, the horror - there is no god. If there were, it wouldn't be so. Thank you for sharing your art and your pain.
Pittsburgh, PA USA - Friday, May 30, 2003 at 18:36:05 (CDT)
Incest; Spousal Abuse; Psychiatric Survivor - HOPE Dr. Frankl (psychiatrist) wrote a book concerning the value of - hope - as a reason for and a means of survival or provision of meaning to life. In this book he guides the reader through the daily horror lives of those, like himself were enduring their incarceration in a concentration camp (beginning with their trip to the camps and spanning years). As a doctor he could not discern any physiological reasoning why some lived and some died. He realized that he held the unshakeable belief that his family had survived and this gave him hope for an end of his ordeal and reunification with his loved-ones. He began to analyze others in the camp. He outlines his experiences of their acquaintanceship which led him to a (new then) theorem of 'hope' as an intrinsic psychological element of survival. This book is very thin on paper but thick on philosophical insight, hence has been an internal resource of power for me over the last decade. I know that in modern psychiatry these consumers (concentration camp inmates) would be Dx'd as severely depressed and prescribed a pill to lift them out of the hopeless, helpless and at least with public medical - nothing else. Today there is a blind faith in the capacity of medication to alter what ails ya', without an acknowledgement that a pill cannot create that which is not there. This parroting of commercialized propaganda akin to religious zealotry is heard most often from those who have never accessed the mental health professional system of resources, as well as those who are making a living off of aforesaid system. To Frankl's thoughts, strictly as a consumer of aforementioned services, I would add that, hope is the power that daily recreates life in the living.
Kathleen M. Hill <Wolfdeck@Hotmail.com>
Thunder Bay, ON Canada - Tuesday, May 13, 2003 at 22:18:34 (CDT)
Creepy and thought provoking. Great artwork. Would like to see it in person.
Vancouver, USA - Saturday, May 10, 2003 at 10:37:53 (CDT)
My own life has been filled with sadness and somehow the paintings brought it all back. I hope you'll add new artists soon.
Seattle, WA USA - Wednesday, May 07, 2003 at 14:45:35 (CDT)
It's funny but I never thought of abstract paintings as something that could provoke emotions, but that is what I found in this work. Good show.
Sydney, NSW Australia - Friday, May 02, 2003 at 22:07:27 (CDT)
Portland, USA - Monday, April 28, 2003 at 12:06:04 (CDT)
The paintings found in the Survivor Art Gallery really had an impact on me. I can't explain it in ways that make sense and perhaps I don't even understand it, but I know that seeing these works brought up a lot of old memories. Some of those old memories might have been better left buried. Even so, I really appreciate your site and what you are doing. This is a great work. It is a mission. It is powerful. And I was swept away.Thank you.
Toronto, Canada - Wednesday, April 16, 2003 at 13:11:53 (CDT)
Hi, I am from England, 17 - an artist, and was amazed that there were other artists like me. It was so inspiring for me, because i am incorporating my experiences or abuse and divorce in my studies. everyone on this site gave me the courage to put my own intense feelings into my work. I dont live with my parents an get by on state benefits. i cant put into words how this site has helped me, it has brought all the anguish inside me an helped me put it into paint. thanks
Some where in my head, England - Monday, March 24, 2003 at 12:37:05 (CDT)
Thank you for this site and greetings from London!
USA - Friday, February 14, 2003 at 17:14:11 (CDT)
your art is inspiring, and has influenced me in my own artistry. keep up the good work
NSW Australia - Monday, February 3, 2003 at 19:04:28 (CDT)
I AM AT THE BEGINNING OF MY RECOVERY AFTER 20 YEARS OF DENIAL. I AM WRESTLING WITH a myriad of emotions;sadness;betrayal;anger,and shame.I am a victim of incest by my father. I haven't had a life. I am almost 36 years old. This site and others are important so that others realize they are not alone and with the support of those who share the same experiences we can overcome even though it may seem impossible. Thanks
Birmingham, USA - Thursday, January 30, 2003 at 13:55:49 (CDT)
I don't know what to tell, I have lost my faith in people and humanity. I just want to be left alone. I don't even know the point of writing this. The whole system is against me, because I used to be, well, different in a socially stigmatized way. This meant that I suffered brutal domestic violence as a child, I was put into a juvenile penal institution for a short while, I joined a religious cult and the cult elders told me to kill myself, I had a costly divorce, I have lived in two different countries, I have been a prostitute, homeless person, I have spent a winter in an unheated, moldy house and contracted tuberculosis, which almost killed me. When I was a prostitute, I earned a nice sum of money, but my home was burglarized and all the money was taken and I went to a serious, coma-like depression. I had a surgery and it failed so that I smelled of urine and people started avoiding me for that reason. One winter I was so poor that half of the sole of the other of my winter boot cracked and fell off and I could not afford any shoes so I walked almost barefooted in snow for some time until I got a job. Oh yes, I used to have supernatural experiences also, but than whatever they have stopped now. I assure that my story is honest even though it is so grim. And when I have lived, I have heard of even worse stories. I have been attacked a number of times, not to talk about ridicule, firecrackers shot at me and so forth. Police hangs up on me. I was even once beated by one. I think I have survived past the most difficult part of it. I have started to become socially invisible. All I want to say to the world is "Good bye, midgets!".
Hell on Earth, USA - Wednesday, January 22, 2003 at 05:09:01 (CDT)
I have a whole bound book of my "survivor art." It covers the years of 1986-87, when I was unable to talk and had to draw in order to show my therapist how I felt. How could I share my drawings with this net page? Rachel
Rachel Hannah Reuben
Cloquet, USA - Tuesday, September 3, 2002 at 17:44:13 (CDT)
I came across this site just via surfin for links for my support forum I run for survivors. I really want to link to this site its great. Wow such power of words and paintings! It struck a cord in my life. I am a survivor of almost every form of abuse there is, domestic violence *in same sex relationships and diff sex relationships* I also witnessed it. I am also a SRA survivor (grew up in a murdering satanic cult in the states). Also, sexual physical and mental abuse from father, brother, cousin, uncle aunt and various strangers, incest and multiple rape (gang rape and date rape). But even though I have gone through so much, I am slowly regaining my life thanks to my dear friends on and offline, and im very thankful to them. Without them I doubt i would still be here. I love you all! Blessed be all! Angelica
Derbyshire, UK - Saturday, August 24, 2002 at 02:10:32 (CDT)
The memories come back - not in a flood or even regularly, but trickling; one here, one there. The first time, I told myself I must be mad - things like that just didn't happen. As time went on, as I remembered more, as I thought of how my life had gone on, I knew that it must be so. I really had experienced such things, things like that really did happen. I didn't know what to do. Just as when I had been a child, (had I really been? Was there really a childhood in my past?) I felt there was no one I could tell. Who do you talk to about such things? Wouldn't they just think I was as crazy as I thought? I went about in a daze - I was in college and staying focused was difficult. During the summer, I attempted suicide - I just didn't see any other way. At age 36, my life was over - there was nowhere to go but down. I wondered what my family would, but I realized it would be no surprise - I had showed them nothing but failure, so They would expect nothing more. And suicide would be the ultimate failure, wouldn't it? Damn my luck, I didn't do it right. Well, I even failed at failing, go figure. Not long after, I summoned up the resolve to seek help. I went to a local agency where I saw a psychiatrist and was scheduled for therapy. The therapist was not much help, no experience in sexual abuse, in fact, not much experience. I think was reading from the therapist playbook. I switched to another, more experienced but not much help. When I moved, I got in touch with another, my first male therapist and he seemed to know what I needed. Naturally, after a few months I had to move again and that was the end of my contact with him. I still have his card, fantasizing that I will see him again. It doesn't matter, I'm beyond help. I have no faith in having any useful sort of life. No matter what what I do, who helps me, where I go, Failure, disaster, stalk me like a vulture, to pick my soul clean. Why try? Everyone expects me to fail, so it will be so easy simply to satisfy them. I am condemned to a pointless existence, never advancing, but not granted the mercy of death. To think my mom and dad once thought I was such a brilliant young man! Little did they know! I died so young. How could they not see? I cursed them for their blindness! I threw myself into schoolwork, reading, playing, anything to forget. I saw without seeing, felt without feeling, endured with herculean stoicism. It was, to quote a Nazi propaganda film, "Dasein kein leben", existence without life. That's how it is today, how it will continue. Perhaps one day soon, I will be granted release, to finally slip the bonds of earth. Maybe then I will have peace - I still hope.
Minot, ND USA - Saturday, August 10, 2002 at 16:07:49 (CDT)
The pictures, words to the listeners, the comments have all gotten to me. Myself being a survivor of more things then I wanna list, multiplied by mental illness and a recovered addict/alkie ~have all affected me in so many ways. It is not just the ways it has effected me personally in it self - but the hurtful comments from those whom have somehow 'turned it all off'. " That was long ago. It wasn't that bad. You are making too much of it. Let it go. That never happened. You wish that happened. You are pathetic, you are not getting any pity from me. I feel sorry for your kids. You let it all happen. You made it happen. You liked it! You looked for it. You make me sick! " I have never heard any of such comments from others except from my family. Funny, we all lived under the same roof but it all 'never happened'. It was just my imagination. No, my mother was never molested by her father whom did her sister and various animals. No she did not do a geographic on her wedding night. No she hasn't lived with sex only when he was drunk, then 9 months later giving birth to yet another unwanted/ unliked let alone loved child. No she isn't living a sexless life now for over 20 years. No, my father is Not an alkie. No, none of my sisters are addict alkies living in abusive homes. No, she has never beaten her children with hairbrushes, sticks, belts, spoons, bike chains. No, no one has ever seen the marks and turned away!!! No, he has never spanked his children with whacks up to the count of 40,50 with his other children and wife watching. No, he has never made anyone kneel at the fireplace with arms raised till tears flowed and stopped. No, none of my siblings beat their mates/children just as their own parents did. YES, Laura is still the black sheep just looking for attention. Isn't life sweet!" On a positive note.... Life is GOOD on the whole now. I have a husband now whom loves me, and sincerely cares for my welfare, whom I have never slept around on and visa versa. For the most part I like myself. My children no longer fear me. Meds don't make it all go away, but I have worked So hard on healing. I have been clean and sober, and dong and pretty much loving doing and having my hubby do me all now for 12 years... What a miracle. I am proud of myself.... Most of the time. Living and wanting to live a good percent of the time. I need force myself to do many things. Forward! It CAN be done. It is the hardest thing I have ever done. Painting and getting it OUT. Most of my paintings are positive. On eBay my handle is thermocrazed. check out my art. I pray for strength for YOU and mostly for myself cuz I am selfish. Be Kind to YOU. Laura
Sacramento, USA - Monday, July 8, 2002 at 08:41:50 (CDT)
Dear . My name is Maria. I have just started a new website www.humanperil.cjb.net to expose and punish those people who gain money and riches from sending those who seek a better life in the west. In very many cases they are sold into a new kind of human slavery. Families suffer, mothers are heartbroken and lives are ruined. Read my story on the website I shall never get over what happened to me. Maria
USA - Sunday, July 7, 2002 at 01:56:49 (CDT)
I am so proud of you AC....please keep painting. Your pictures say so many things that most of us just can't say. Take care of yourself my friend and know my thoughts and prayers are with you always.
USA - Saturday, June 8, 2002 at 08:39:14 (CDT)
My friend Nora and me were walking in Echo Park when a bunch of guys came up to us and started hassling us. We thought they were just kind of coming on to us or something at first but then they started grabbing us and forcing us to kiss them. They took us both to the boys bathrooms in the park and raped us. I got beaten up pretty good too. The police didn't do nothing, same as usual. I felt screwed by the system and the police - they victimized me just like those guys did. That was two years ago next month. Looking at that picture, View from a bathroom floor after a rape brought it all back. It was like that picture was painted from my own memories. It made me sick in the pit of my stomach. But I still think you should show stuff like this. Everyone needs to know what its really like.
LA, USA - Saturday, May 25, 2002 at 07:41:42 (CDT)
I saw something about this site on a newsgroup for abuse survivors so I thought I'd check it out. Frankly, I never expected abstract modern art (something I've never had an interest in) would produce an emotional reaction, but it did! Somehow, the paintings opened a floodgate of emotions. I guess I'd have to say it wasn't very comfortable. :( I was abused as a child. Those experiences warped me for life and I now realize that I'll never get past them. Up to the point of seeing these works, I really honestly believed that I'd moved on. Now I realize I was lying to myself. Thank you...I think. Sharon
St Louis, USA - Wednesday, May 22, 2002 at 08:34:03 (CDT)
I found myself drawn to 'Hiding From Daddy' - it brought back a lot of memories. My father was a drunk. When he got really drunk, he'd usually get violent. I remember tiptoeing around the house, trying not to disturb him, only to hear him roar from behind me because the floor squeaked a little when I walked or something. Then a beer can would come flying at my head. On my 11th birthday. Oh god, I remember it like it was just yesterday. It was late at night. My mother was working as a waitress in a Shoney's. Daddy came in all drunk as usual. He wreaked of alcohol. He said "Happy birthday, Sweetie!" and then he kissed me on the lips! His breath made me recoil. Then he pulled me back against him hard and kissed me again. This time he stuck his tongue down my throat. I pulled away, but he grabbed me and pulled me to him. I struggled and he slapped me, and then kissed me again hard, prying my lips apart. I felt a lump against my thigh... Well, I don't want to go on with this. I thought I'd buried those memories pretty good until I looked at the paintings
MD USA - Monday, May 20, 2002 at 6:43:17 (CDT)
The artist's father and mine must have been twin brothers. My father sexually and physically abused me from the time I was 4 until I ran away from home at 16. My mother claimed she didn't know NOW but I know I told her. I was scared and she didn't protect me. But it isn't her fault, it's that jerk who donated sperm so that I could born. He didn't do me any favors then, either. Vonny
Stafford, VA USA - Monday, May 20, 2002 at 6:16:31 (CDT)
The paintings brought back a lot of memories. I too was abused by my father while my mother looked the other way. Like the artist, I hated her for a long time for not protecting me, and I guess I've begun now to understand more. But I still cannot forgive her. My own experiences left me afraid of men for life. Perhaps even worse, I'm not sure I'm able to trust anyone. Like they say, life sucks and then you die. Lost Girl
Lost Girl <firstname.lastname@example.org>
No City, No - Sunday, May 19, 2002 at 14:08:25 (CDT)