Margie—I have no words.
I wanted to stop, I wanted to slap, kick his ass—I wanted to scream, run—I hoped this was fiction….

I want to praise your writing but I can’t stop thinking of young beautiful Margie…it’s hard to respond to—knowing we can’t erase the abuse, hurt and trauma…

Thanks for trusting your reader…thanks for teaching—I just wish no one ever had to write this or have to help us understand what a sick mind looks like….

So much love—🤍🤍🤍