Lola

A few months ago my Aunt Lola passed away from cancer. She is my father's little sister. She not only believed when she found out, she wholeheartedly supported what I had to say. She backed me up and helped me by finding me a counselor.

When my sister died from cancer, Lola and her cousin Ginny both came to Tonya's funeral. Their being there was a suprise, but it meant a lot to me. While we were visiting after the service Lola apologized to me, she felt she had wronged me. She told me that I had been over at her house and she sensed that I was ready to talk and she guessed what it was I was going to say. The problem was that they had other company and it wasn't a good time. I remember that day and I wasn't about to talk then when there were others at her house. I told her there was no need to apologize to me for that. She also apologized to me for the way other members of the family had treated me. I told he she was not responsible for their behavior.

I wish I had had the courage to start writing this blog before her death so she could have seen it. I will miss her very much and I hope she knew how much her support meant to me.

Writing

I knew going into this project that writing all of this down was going to be really hard. It's even harder to push the "Publish" button. I have several posts written or partially written, but the thought of finishing them and posting them is almost paralyzing. I made the decision to do this because I realized that no one really knows what I went through. All the things he did and the things he said. Even now, there are members of his side of the family who believe him when he says I'm making it up. They also claim that I stabbed him in the back when I left Amarillo(I still don't know what that means exactly). Those who do believe me have never heard the full story. They know only one fact: Frank abused me. That one simple sentence does not even begin to cover all that I went through during that time in my life. Putting it all out there is scary as hell, but I feel that people should know what he did. What kind of man he really is.

I'm setting a goal to publish a post every other Saturday. I know I'm not a great writer but I'm going to do my best and hopefully it'll readable.