Help…
I have been brainstorming with the staff and volunteers at my local Domestic Violence – Sexual Assault Shelter for ideas to bring to the table for April’s Sexual Assault Awareness Month. The ribbons will be teal, there will be a parade, there may even be t-shirts….but we want more.
So, I propose to you dear readers…to you who know the pain, know someone close in pain, or simply have compassion for the injustice and want to put your voice out there for those who have had theirs stolen…HELP! Post you ideas, thoughts, poems, expressions from the heart, whatever you think might help. Post them here, and I will pass them along. You never know. You might be on to something big!
Blessing,
Dawn
“When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know
peace.” Jimi Hendrix
March 11th, 2005 at 11:19 pm
Like my cousin I told you about, they have to leave abusive relationships because it will not end. The cycle will continue. They have to start thinking about themselves instead of others first. And if they stay in those abusive relationships, it’s sort of telling their abusers that it’s “okay” because the abuser will think that it’s okay to do this to you because you still haven’t left the relationship. And it doesn’t matter if the guy starts crying his fake tears, it’s just for show. These women have to leave and take their children with them because the cycle will not end unless the victims walk away. I know it’s easier said than done. But they should just get themselves out of that situation and run as fast as they can with their children.
March 13th, 2005 at 12:12 pm
Dawn, this website that you have is wonderful. I never hadheard of the Wonderland story, until the other day my neighbor gave it to me to watch. She told me it was a great movie, so i watched it the other night along with all the bonus material. Dawn, i have to say you are a brave woman and i admire you. I would really love to read the book you wrote about it, but i am unsure of the name. Anyway, thank you, you are and inspiration.
March 14th, 2005 at 9:29 am
Dawn,
Here are some great suggestions I hope you find helpful. The first thing I would suggest (for something attention getting and different) is getting together a group of women/survivor’s or their female relatives and have them march or run a marathon in their wedding dresses. This was done recently in memory of a woman who was gunned down on her wedding day, while in her wedding gown, by her husband to be. Every woman who ran had a sign pinned to her dress of who she was running to represent (herself, a friend, sister, etc). They got sponsors for this run and proceeds went to domestic violence shelters, awareness groups, etc. Since not all women are killed or abused by spouses, you can also do the following to honor them.
Have you though of having a “Victim’s Speak Out” rally before or after the parade and perhaps a candle light vigil..I know these are common things that most organizations do, but people respond well to them, as do communities. You can also put your own spin on this….beside the victims speaking out and telling their stories, while this is going on, you could have the name and photos of victims flashing on the screen behind them. This was most effective for one of the organizations I work for. Also consider a quilt (like the AIDS quilt) where survivors and victim’s families can “buy” a square in their loved ones honor and decorate it as they wish. You or the families could also seek sponsorship of squares, with all proceeds going to violence prevention.
Hope this helps. If I think of any more, I will let you know.
Charlotte
March 16th, 2005 at 1:05 am
Dear Dawn
I have been trying to find out what happened to you since I saw Wonderland. And now…this surprise! I look forward to buying your book and admire how yoiu’ve come through your experience with such aplomb and achieved a career and created a family. BTW, your photo from the day Wonderland premiered looks great!
Kind regards
Nat.
March 18th, 2005 at 1:23 pm
Dear Dawn,
I just found this site on accident under “great link for the wonderland movie” in ValKilmer.com. I’m glad I did. I had always wished that this subject would be taken more seriously and given more attention. I once told someone that for survivors of terminal illnesses there is celebration and joy…but for survivors of rape and incest there is only shame and grief for what has been taken from them…us. I would proudly wear that ribbon and march beside others like me. I am a CSA survivor and adult r*pe survivor. The man I lived with for three years (I was 17 when we met and he was 26…he had just been released from prison…my brother…not the one I will mention later introduced us) was the cause of my adult experience of this crime.
Also, I just wrote this poem today and I would like to share it with you and anyone who wants to read it…
Thank you for doing this
Laurel
My Brother
He said that he loved me
he said that I was his girl
that he’d always be there
in our own little world
In him I could trust
no one loved me like he could
and he needed to show me
what all good brothers should
He said all brothers and sisters did it but that I shouldn’t tell
I wish that I had
I hope that he burns in Hell
I never told anyone because he once said
no one admits what they do at home in their bed
10 yrs older than I was I thought he knew better
I thought that he loved me
I should have known better
Many years have past but he’s still in my mind
I wonder if any answers I’ll ever find
I want to know why it went on for so long
I want to know what in his life went so terribly wrong
I want him to admit what he did to me
so I can move on and finally be free
Free from the pain and the fear that I feel
free from the memories so I can start to heal
March 19th, 2005 at 4:27 pm
Dawn,
I did write last night, actually early a.m., 3/19/05. I wrote that I needed to sleep on this subject before writing again.
On to your domestic violence support work: I wanted to think about how to reach people. I may not have anything to add that has not been already thought of, but one thing that I have lived with until somewhat recently (being a survivor), is the Shame that I felt for so long. I had plenty of counseling, but it was so difficult to work through all of the experiences. Shame, I think, to those that actually survive, is a common feeling. The incredible loss of self-esteem, it’s all tied together. It was so difficult to realize that, aside from being terrified, I was still in this situation because I had my own low-self esteem issues to work through. Education.
As far as reaching out, and gaining some attention to this extremely important cause, well, you are in a bit of a visible position, sadly due to your former relationship with John, and all that followed. I applaud you for wanting to make it a part of your life’s work and contribution.
So, about the only thing I can add at the moment, are those survivors, and those individuals that have been closely affected by domestic violence, and sadly those loved ones that did not survive. And in this world we live in, the more ‘high profile’ the speakers & members are, probably the better chance of being heard:
Yourself of course, and I would think Sharon Holmes as well.
I think of Nicole Simpson of course, sadly Denise has had unpopular press, nevertheless, a victim in her own right.
Oprah, I would think might want you on her show, but has openly discussed being the victim of child abuse.
Laci & Conner Peterson, of course is very recent case. If any of her family could somehow support, it may be healing for them.
I’m thinking Court TV. These people are always looking at ratings of course, however, a number of high profile ‘faces’ that are in our living room through the media may provide support, and statistics, and examples. And possibly more, in the way of personal things kept private. I’m sure your organization is committed, and does not want this to be a ‘fleeting’ focus.
I know there are more people, but my point again being the more high profile people the organization can persuade to participate, probably the better.
Also, I cannot help but think of those men that are abused, and how difficult is for them to come forward. I wrote about during my time, 3 yrs worth, no children thankfully to tie me additionally to my abuser, but D.A.W.N. was just beginning to take off. There really were not that many resources available, a person had to ‘qualify’ in order to gain any protection (children), and only for an extremely brief amount of time.
Education, Education. This is a horrid cycle that repeats itself over and over again as you must know. The cycle has to be broken. Behaviors have to be changed. The laws have improved since I experienced my terrifying ordeal. I actually jumped not once, but twice from a 2 story window to escape, the second time almost biting my tongue completely through. Sorry, very graphic. But, this awful treatment is not limited to people called ‘trailer trash’ as you know. I was raised very well, had a priviledged life, I just fell for who I thought was a very charming, handsome, educated man. And of course, the drugs I was into then were not helping me think straight.
Anyway, possibly not a lot of help, but maybe a little help. I hope so.
One thing I am happy to do, is if you need assistance with any publications, anything, feel free to contact me.
I did contact D.A.W.N. a number of years ago, offered my services, gave them all of my information, court case, etc., but was never contacted again. Actually, at the time, it was probably for the best. Looking back, I still had plenty of issues to still figure out. Thank you again, and good luck to all, K.
March 21st, 2005 at 3:51 pm
I just wanted to say Dawn, that you are a brave soul. You have been through hell and back.. I wish you the best.
March 22nd, 2005 at 12:12 am
Hey Laurel,
Great poem. Thanks alot. Your emotions are so raw and your voice rings clear. It took alot of courage to post this here…I commend you for sharing it with us. It brought tears to my eyes.
My best to you always. Blessings,
Dawn
March 22nd, 2005 at 12:34 am
Hello Kris,
Wow, how you express yourself is amazing. On so many levels you relate to the sorrowful experience of a survivor, a kindred spirit. As Laurel touched me with her poem, you did the same with the sharing of your own experience. No…you were not too graphic.
You describe the pain, the shadows that follow a survivor, years after the physical abuse has ended. Counseling does help, but counseling cannot go on forever with just sitting and talking. For me, a great key to rid myself of the “shadows” and truly step into the light of freedom, was to take action. Get up and do those things for myself that were nurturing, kind and loving…for me. Take that walk in the sun. Bring flowers into the house. Discover your hearts desire. I know I can’t do anything to change yesterday, but I can make the best of my today.
How funny you should mention that I should speak. In my town, people don’t really know that I have had media attention. It just isn’t important to a close knit community that focuses on living an enjoyable life. And I haven’t found it necessary to raise attention to myself and my community respects my privacy, as I do theirs. You know, I kind of go by the reasoning that should there be a real need, it will become apparent to me. Only then do I feel that I am called to speak up here where I live, not if I force it. I know it sounds funny, but it is true.
And then perhaps, I am just being given enough time right now to complete the editing of my book.
Be well, we all have stories and we all need a voice.
Blessings,
Dawn
March 23rd, 2005 at 5:37 am
Dawn,
I have a poem that I would like to share with you, I don’t know who the author is, but I hold these words dear to my heart because they inspired me to leave an abusive relationship about 10 years ago. They were the right words at the right time for me, and hopefully they may do the same for someone else. Ironically the name of the poem is ….........Comes the Dawn
After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul
And you learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And persons aren’t promises
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your eyes wide open
With the grace of a woman
Not the grief of a child
And you learn to build your roads today
Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight
After a while you learn that even sunshine burns
if you get too much
So you plant your own garden
And decorate your own soul
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers
And you learn that you really can endure
That you are really strong
And you really do have worth
And you learn and you learn
And with every goodbye you learn
I hope it can do for someone else what is does for me.
Jen
March 24th, 2005 at 8:00 am
That was beautiful Jen….touched me and the previous poem. Did anyone watch Robin Givens on Oprah yesterday? All about her abusive relationship with Mike Tyson…wow, she is amazing and it shows just how crazy these guys can make a woman. You think the “bad” is normal. Did you watch this Dawn? it was great and touching as well.
Charlotte
March 26th, 2005 at 12:35 am
Thank you Jen, that was very, special. We never know when those words may just provide the comfort we need. Thank you for sharing.
Dawn-some folks have written in with some very touching poems and prose. I wonder if a compilation of some of these entries might be used somehow in the efforts of the DV chapter for others to read. Don’t know if that’s difficult without knowing who the author’s are, but a thought. I know they touched me and I’m grateful.
And as you often say Dawn, today IS a good day-thanks to all from me….K.
March 27th, 2005 at 12:21 am
Hi,
Yes, what a great poem Jen. Thanks. It connected to many different experiences for me. Interesting.
Sorry Charlotte, I missed Oprah. Unfortunately, I am usually not home around four o’clock, my time for her show. Maybe I should get Tivo, or something like that, but even then I find little time for the television.
Kris, Great suggestion regarding the poems. I will post something soon inviting people to share if they want. I will also bring it up at the Shelter. Who knows. I have been busy working on getting something called Denim Day incorporated into our Shelter. I will be posting more on it once April begins. Basically, it calls for everyone to wear denim in protest to a ruling in Italy that claimed because the rape victim wore jeans, she was asking for it. Get out!
Take care all, Thanks for you’re input.
Dawn
May 19th, 2005 at 11:05 pm
Hi everyone…Sometimes I feel like the things I’ve been through dont’ bother me, then there are those days where I just can’t get out of bed when I remember the past.
When I was about 18, I was gang-raped by approximately 10 or more men, who, I know for a fact, drugged me first. I was only with my b/f and his friend at the time, getting wasted (of course) and next thing I knew I was paralized and had all these men doing whatever they wanted to do to me. I was fully aware of the entire thing to a point, then I must have blacked out. I woke with a stranger the next morning.
Then I was raped by two bikers, on separated occasions in my early 20’s, again drugs were involved.
Finally on Novemeber 28, 1997, I was violently raped, and would have been killed had I not escaped. He was the only one I charged,and he had 6 rape charges on his rap sheet, I found out later. I was the only girl who followed through though, and he only served about a year and a half in prison. He’s out now. Drugs were involved with all of the above, and although I realize there is no excuse for this to happen to a man, woman, or child, I cannot help think about the fact that had I have not been there, doing drugs, buying drugs, these things would have never happened to me.
My question to the survivors here is this. Although I know need therapy to move on with my life, will I ever be able to have a “normal” relationship, or ANY relationship for that matter, with a man?
I’m asking this because I’ve never been able to “be with” anyone since being raped that last time. Adding to the issues with the rapes, is the fact that I was given a “complete hysterectomy” and forced into surgical menopause at the age of 32-33. (lawsuit currently for mistake by dr!)
So, the thought of a man even coming near me in a sexual way makes me wanna “scratch his eyes out” or “rip his face to pieces with my nails”. Will this ever go away before I get therapy? And even with therapy, will it take years to get close to someone?
Thanx, victoria
June 9th, 2005 at 1:21 pm
dear dawn i am 16 goin on 17 years old i have been a victim of dv ( domestic violence ) pretty much all of my life until a few years ago i know what it is like i have also had friends who have been raped and i myself was almost raped by another patient while i was in the hospital i didnt like the feeling of me being scared and not in control i have a few ideas for the month of the domestic violence and sexual assualt awareness i dont know if they will be of any use – you could candle light viduals on your courthouse lawn – u could make the balloons teal and purple – purple is the color of the ribbions for domestic violence awareness month in october – u said that you and the volunteers are making the ribbions teal – u could hold a walk and raise donations for the local shelter i know the people at the shelter i was at and they hold walks and runs to support the victims and survivors make fliers and advertise in the newspaper u can do banquets and perhaps u could make pins with the ribbions and maybe even make the ribbions long enough to tie around trees and on the antenna of ur car perhaps talk to ur local radio stations and have them advertise i know that is gonna be alot of work but u have to get the word out i know it would be very time consuming but u can do ne thing u want to if u set ur mind to it there is many people who are victims and dont realize it. some are to afraid to come forth and some are ashamed i think u should have like a slogan i dont know exactly what but something that will get the word across – thanks and god bless – raven
June 12th, 2005 at 10:38 pm
Victoria, first of all, I know this is Dawn’s website and you are asking questions of Dawn. I hope Dawn or you won’t mind if I speak up.
I just cannot help responding to your post about your experiences. I am a survivor of DV-You are asking about counseling and if it would help you. I am not a dr or medical professional, just a Survivor. My experiences happened some 20+ years ago. I still struggle at times to be honest. What you shared about the violent rapings, current medical conditions, and lack of ability to trust or be intimate at this time; since these past events obviously and understandably are interfering with your quality of life, I do hope you seek counseling. I went through plenty of counseling. I believe it is true, that there does come a time when we need to stop talking and begin doing, but when the time is right. Figuring out and working through how we arrived into these situations, and then moving forward is so key.
For me, drugs was a basically a by-product of my extreme lack of self esteem and guilt I felt about different things in my life resulting in the abusive relationships I ended up in, and could not seem to get out of. I really did not understand that I was repeatedly following negative patterns with the type of men I was involved with, and was also exhibiting negative patterns of my own after the DV ended. I believe these issues are addressed for me, but I’m always on the look out for any behavior patterns that may manifest again.
I do hope you find professional help, and are able to move on and enjoy life, because it really is wonderful. I now believe that I am still here because I somehow am supposed to help others in the same situation when the time is right. Hopefully I will know when these times arise. Best to you, you deserve good things. Kris.
June 13th, 2005 at 11:21 pm
Hello, just to let you all know how very touched I am by the honest sharing you have posted. Also, I am forever grateful to have others talk about their healing the to offer someone a hand here. This is what helping is all about. Supporting each other. I love to hear success stories and although I know how lucky I am, I know I am not the only one who has survived and is doing well. There is hope and no matter what, we all have a purpose.
Thanks Raven, Victoria and Kris. I hope to hear from you again.
Dawn
June 26th, 2005 at 2:31 am
Hello, Dawn. I’ve been off and on with drugs since my freshman year in high school. I’ve done everything, but, my drug of choice was the EVIL pharmaceutically enhanced heroin, A.K.A. Oxycontin. From the first second I tasted it I was hooked. I swear by it. The first time it ever touched my tongue to be swallowed, I never, ever stopped. I’ve been in and out of drug-rehabs all around the country. Everywhere from hospital-wings to the high-end rehab of Connecticut, Silver Hill. I just couldn’t stop it. My life revolved around it like most other addicts, except that I don’t think I EVER had a chance. I honestly think I was born with the genetic characteristics that make up an addict. And I really never had a chance. But now it’s about 6 months for me. I’m clean now. I’ve said this before and I always went back. But I did something different this time. Not only do I not talk to anyone. (NO friends. I never go out.) But, I spent every cent of my money on a hi-def prosumer camera and a new laptop for editing video. I’ve been sitting in my house for over 6 months without speaking to a soul outside of my family. I’m sorry I don’t even know why I’m telling you this. I just get really lonely sometimes. I know the minute I talk to someone I know outside my immediate family I will be back on the streets again. I really want to do it this time. I want to make it without drugs. I’m a good person. I am. I’m also intelligent. It’s just that I’m overly sensitive. I just finished watching “Wonderland” and when the titles came up at the end just before the credits rolled I burst into tears. (As usual.) I’m a guy by the way. I’m just barely 23 years old. I live in New Jersey. I saw you were born here and the first thought that popped into my head was “figures.” New Jersey is a horrible place. No one ever sees it though. They see it as “the good side of New York.” When honestly it’s the most horrible place in the world. Just since high school, 7 kids I know died within my class or 1 year above. Sorry let me get back to what I was about to say. I was saying how I haven’t talked to anyone or left the house in over 6 months. I just fool around with my camera and computer. I wanna make movies. You’re a writer. I can’t wait until the book comes out. You are an excellent writer from what I see. You blogs on these message boards alone show what a fantastic writer you are. You sound sooo intelligent. By the way, I’m very happy for you. For everything. So I wanna make movies. I want to tell stories. I know this because out of all the horrible things in my life. Things that have happened, or that I’m just now going through or whatever. The only thing that ever gave me a break from reality has been watching movies. I pop in a DVD and leave this world for 2 hours. And so many movies have inspired me, to the point, well, where I am now. I’m clean right now. I don’t know. All I know is that I’ve seen every single movie that has come out, AT LEAST, since 1995. That’s 10 years of movies. I was into music my whole life. I play a variety of instruments. Just this past year I cleaned myself up and a guy I knew from high school recruited me for his band. We cut an album (from our own pockets though), and actually talked to some record company A&R reps and had a video made in Tulsa, OK. A place I had never been to before or never thought I would ever go. Then after everything died down and nothing came of the video we spent weeks making. I lost my job. Stopped talking to every from the band and all of my friends and family and fell back into drugs; HARD. Well after about another 6 months or possibly alot longer. A few events strung together and with the help of my enormously supportive mother I got clean again. Hopefully for the last time. Leading me to this present day. Anyway, I’m an idiot. I don’t know why I’m telling you. It’s just nice to think I have someone to talk too I guess. What I intended to tell you about half-way through this ridiculously long letter that you’re probably not even reading, was that…I couldn’t get off drugs. I tried everything. Nothing could get me off drugs. I was on a 1,200 dollar a day Oxycontin habit. Which equals about 5,000 milligrams of Oxycontin a day. About 2,000 milligrams at a time or so. NOTHING could stop it. Nothing. I had tried everything. Spent tons of money talking to therapists and drug counselors and anyone who would listen. Until one day I was offered a chance to be in a drug-study for Subuxone. I don’t know if you know what Suboxone is. But it is a sublingual, orange tablet. It’s an opiate. Well, it’s an opiate that you take that doesn’t get you high and that is far less addicting then methadone. You put it under your tongue once or maybe twice a day and thats it. It blocks your opiate receptors in your brain so even if you did do heroin or oxycontin or cocaine or anything you either A) wouldnt feel it at all or B) just get plain, sick. I just wanted to tell you about it in-case you talked to anyone that needed help with there drug problem. Let me tell you. I am the spokesperson for “an addict ‘til death” and Suboxone helped me get off. I’m still on Suboxone today. But you can wind yourself off anytime with little complications. If you have even the slightest desire and a little will, Suboxone will take you the rest of the way off drugs. After that. It’s pretty much pure will. But I wanted you to know about it in case someone messaged you here on your website or something or you knew someone that just could not kick the habit. I’m really, really sorry I wrote this long thing. You really do not need to post this. I actually just assumed you wouldn’t anyway. I wanted you to know about it because from what I hear you seem to help alot of people. I thought this knowledge would help you help them. Anyway, I’m very sorry if you’re actually reading this, that I’m such an idiot and wrote this long thing. Anyway. Maybe you can e-mail me back at BareKnuckled@aol.com. I could always use someone to talk to. I think I’ll probably be fighting this beast until the day I die. So who knows when I’ll actually talk to someone besides my mother and sister again. LOL. Thanks for listening. Great movie. Sad movie. You indeed truly are a survivor.
Your friend always,
Rob
June 26th, 2005 at 1:25 pm
Hey Rob,
Never give up. You sound like you have alot of pain, and I understand. Something addicts do, since you can’t bear to go out yet, is to go to online meetings. I know you said rehab didn’t seem to help, but, well maybe this would be a way you could take what you needed and leave the rest without being public?
I think six months is great! I am so glad you wrote me. You need not apologize for too long a comment. You only seem a bit unfocused and time and sobriety and action into your recovery will bring much healing and well being.
Drop a line anytime and many blessings to you. Keep up the good work.
Dawn
December 3rd, 2005 at 12:17 am
Dawn,
When I was very young before I could even walk there was a family member of mine who done some inappropriate things to me and it really messed me up for a long time . I have been visiting this web site for a while now and I am just now getting the courage to tell you this. It went on for a long time until I was about 11 or 12 and when I finally came out and told my mom what he had been doing to me she never once doubted me and that is when she told me about the time I was about 7 or 8 months old and I was playing in a sand box and she had to run inside my grandmothers house for something and she asked him to watch me for a minute or two, and when she came back out he had his hand shoved down in the front part of my diaper and she could tell he wasn’t checking my diaper to see if I was wet, he looked like a deer caught in headlights when she caught him. Well anyway she told my dad about it and he went crazy and got a big two by four and told him the next time he ever came near me he would use the two by four on his head and he meant it. But that didn’t stop him until I finally got up enough nerve to tell my mom what he had been doing to me all those years. My mom told me to tell him that she knows what he had been doing to me and that if he didn’t stop that she would tell my dad. I did what my mom told me to do and he never laid another hand on me again but it stuck with me through all my teenage years and I guess that is why I was 21 years old before I ever had sex and that was with the man I am married to today, and my father to this day does not know about all the other stuff and I would prefer it that way because even though I am 32 years old now I am still his baby and I have been able to move past it now. If my mom would have known he was like that to begin with she would have never left me alone in the back yard with him. I guess it didn’t matter to that sicko that I was just a baby. I know one of these days he will have to answer to god for what he has done. I have never really told anyone about this except for my mother and a couple of other family members just to warn them not to be around him alone and I can’t believe I am telling you and all the readers who visits this site. I really have moved past it but it still bothers me sometimes and I try to block it out of my head. Thank-you so much for sharing your stories and for letting us tell ours to you I hope to hear from you soon and good luck on your book I can’t wait to read it.
Best wishes,
Printess
December 4th, 2005 at 12:55 pm
Hi Printess,
Thanks so much for sharing your story. These kinds of pains from our past are very difficult to share. It sounds like you have already processed alot of forgiveness regarding your parents, and that is great. There is no excuse for what was done to you when you were so young and vulnerable. Counseling helped and helps me when I find that I am challenged with something in life that throws me into pain about my past. Thankfully, they are not so often anymore and I do my best to not let those past events define who I am. I am glad you are with someone you love.
I have really appreciated your posts here and hope you continue to share. Other people who don’t post, but read get alot out of people sharing their stories here too. Even though I haven’t been posting alot lately, I do read everything and love all the healing that I sense comes from sharing with others with like experiences.
Blessings to you and yours,
Dawn
December 5th, 2005 at 12:43 am
Dear Dawn
Hello. I am so glad to have found your website. I guess I am behind times, I just saw Wonderland the other night and it was a sad, but a great movie. I cannot believe that you survived such an ordeal.
Since watching the movie, I have been browsing around and found this along with other sites about the murders and have a few questions.
First of all, I read the John remarried Lori Holmes, from what I have understood, a fellow porn star, do or did you have any contact with her?
I also saw that she is coming out with her own version of the Wonderland Murders, the truth so she claims, what are your feelings on this?
Also, in the movie and from what I read about you so far, you were so young to end up with this man. Where were your parents? How did they feel about your relationship with John?
I can’t wait for your book to come out. Do you have the date yet?
I think your a brave an an obviously strong person to have dealt with all of this.
Thanks for your story and God Bless
Lynn
December 5th, 2005 at 5:41 pm
Dawn,
Thank you very much, this website really does help a whole lot. It gave me the courage to write you about what happened to me all those years ago. Thank you very much from the bottom of my heart. Best of luck on your book, I can’t wait to read it.
Best wishes,
Printess
April 17th, 2007 at 1:31 pm
Hello Dawn,
My theatre company focuses on telling real stories of psychological and physical abuse. We have not reached out to any other groups, but we all feel that our work is incredibly important and we need to increase awareness. I would love to send you some of our work and invite you to take a look at our site.
Thank you,
Jeremy