tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19255072.post114320051172312522..comments2024-03-23T07:08:08.246-04:00Comments on Vanessa Victoria Kilmer: In the BeginningNessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07779269921583131094noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19255072.post-74246440661167761352013-09-17T10:24:29.289-04:002013-09-17T10:24:29.289-04:00I appreciate your rage. It speaks to the child in ...I appreciate your rage. It speaks to the child in me. I had nightmares as my daughter was growing up and struggled with hyper vigilance and not smothering her. And I knew I'd have no problem killing someone if I ever found out she went through this.Vanessa Victoria Kilmerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14923111066345543260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19255072.post-38990767899164718012013-09-17T10:22:01.727-04:002013-09-17T10:22:01.727-04:00Suppression hasn't worked. I'm trying to w...Suppression hasn't worked. I'm trying to work on being more honest in my writing. I appreciate you listening.Vanessa Victoria Kilmerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14923111066345543260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19255072.post-24850475416684190362013-09-17T05:11:32.537-04:002013-09-17T05:11:32.537-04:00The one thing I instantly feel, before my rational...The one thing I instantly feel, before my rational self kick's in, is my rage and desire to kill the son of a shit bag who dared do this. I stop, think and wonder why? Is it because I am a father of three girls? I don't think so. Maybe, nut I don't think so. I think it is that awful darkness that fills the light of humanity with its creeping shadow. It is the realization that this flaw exists in some people and we are powerless to prevent it.<br />Horrid tale so well told. <br />My girls are adults now and fortunately never went through such a thing. The thought that they might have returns me to the first sense of rage. Kill the bastard.<br />Russell CJ Duffyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00519621428036481426noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19255072.post-62264257511956760522013-09-16T12:11:58.954-04:002013-09-16T12:11:58.954-04:00This breaks my heart, very vulnerable and intense,...This breaks my heart, very vulnerable and intense, you are very strong to have shared such a painful traumatic memory and in such clear language. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19255072.post-1143540533562959562006-03-28T05:08:00.000-05:002006-03-28T05:08:00.000-05:00Thank you all for your kind words.Thank you all for your kind words.Nessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07779269921583131094noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19255072.post-1143299995688211752006-03-25T10:19:00.000-05:002006-03-25T10:19:00.000-05:00but she is still here, and she is no longer hiding...but she is still here, and she is no longer hiding.<BR/>she is strong<BR/>you have to remember that.crazy/evil/chocoholic/crazy-girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18404632962962361058noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19255072.post-1143282091877453012006-03-25T05:21:00.000-05:002006-03-25T05:21:00.000-05:00Heartwrenching stuff :(Heartwrenching stuff :(Shrutzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10832045862631491568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19255072.post-1143271879093049732006-03-25T02:31:00.000-05:002006-03-25T02:31:00.000-05:00She learnt how to keep secrets. And those secrets ...She learnt how to keep secrets. And those secrets tore into her - that guilt, that she was somehow dirty, defiled, responsible for what happened.<BR/><BR/>But she wasn't. She was just a little girl and the people who were supposed to love her, fell short.<BR/><BR/>She deserved a whole lot more than she got.Jennhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14359604151544863025noreply@blogger.com