New blog

My old blog is at wanderingscribe.blogspot.com  Please visit if you haven’t already.

I have decided to begin the new year with a new blog. This is it. I hope you like it.

Most of you will know the old blog. But if you are coming to this one new you won’t know that I began the original blog (www.wanderingscribe.blogger.com)  at a time in my life when I’d hit rock bottom. I actually ended up living in my car. I did it for not much short of a year in the end. Seems insane writing that….A dreadful, dreadful time, when everything fell apart and I didn’t know who to turn to or where to turn. In the end I froze and did nothing. That whole time probably came within the definition of a breakdown.

That first night I did it wasn’t planned, I simply fell asleep in the car. My belongings were already stacked in the boot and backseats ready for me to drive off and find somewhere to stay for the night, a hotel or a room until I figured out what I was going to do. I couldn’t even do that in the end. I was in Brighton at the time and I parked up at the seafront. I was more frightened and exhausted than I could remember (I can’t say ‘ever’, because many of you will know by now that I was frightened for a lot of the time in an early stage of my life).  But that night in Brighton I was extremely frightened: I had run out of money and luck and just about out of hope. I sat there watching filthy-white waves crashing on the empty shingle beach until everyone disappeared and there was nothing around me but stars and seagulls as the light quickly faded. Already exhausted and with a splitting headache, I took off the seat belt, bundled up a fleece and lay my head down on the passenger seat, closing my eyes for a few moments….

I had no intention of falling asleep there that night, but in the end I did. And I woke the next morning staring through the windscreen at seagulls flying above me in a bright blue sky (just like in the picture at the top of this header), confused and then shocked that I had slept there the whole night. I couldn’t believe it….But I didn’t die laying there, and I wasn’t attacked and I wasn’t raped…In fact nobody seemed to have noticed me there at all, which by that time was all I wanted — for no one to see how my life had been unravelling for months. For no one to judge me and no one to see what a failure I had made of my life, what stereotypes I had fallen into. Most importantly, I didn’t have to use the last of the credit on my credit card to pay for another room for the night. I could keep that for more petrol…I had slipped through the net.

If you have read my first book you will know what happens next. How I lived in my car like that for the best part of a year in the end; baking in the summer and almost dying, literally, several months later when parked up in the woods, it turned into one of the coldest winters we had had in years. To keep warm I would go to libraries during the day, to apply for jobs online in the hope that one day soon this nightmare would end. One day I heard about blogs. I was out of the loop so much that I hadn’t even heard of one before, or knew what they were. As I sat at the library computer that day, without thinking, I tapped the word into Google, and before I left that day I had started my own one up. (It was so simple to do…). Face-to-face I couldn’t tell anyone my life had fallen apart so thoroughly that I felt I had no one to go to and no where to go. But thawing out in the warmth of the public library, writing it in a blog, I could admit it anonymously. The relief doing that was enormous. Nobody knew who I was, so it didn’t matter what I revealed, how much of a failure I had made of my life…. It was like as a child kneeling in the confession box in church, that little purple velvet curtain pulled across, kneeling there in the dark talking to someone you couldn’t see and who couldn’t see you, the power of that anonymity allowing you to tell the truth about things you wouldn’t usually tell anyone. My blog was my confession box. I wrote what was happening to me, how my life had unravelled, and admitted that I was totally isolated, that I hadn’t spoken to anyone for weeks and then months on end as the nightmare stretched out. I wrote about the day-to-day survival, how I felt about it, and how, despite how desperately I was trying, I couldn’t find a way back in. Some days it was easier than others to do.

People kept coming across my blog, just randomly. People across the UK and USA and random people elsewhere ‘Sven from Sweden one day, Soldad from Chile another. My laneway was getting wider. Every time I went back to the library and checked my email or blog there was another message from a new stranger. Strangers who I would never meet and never speak to, but became the closest thing to friends I had at the time. Soon there were regulars….and somehow more and more people found me. I was on ‘Blogs of Note’ at one stage. Soon, my blog was ‘discovered’. It happened so swiftly. I had only been writing it for a few months. A journalist on the New York Times writing an article about homelessness and people living in their cars in the USA stumbled across it. He emailed and then arranged to call me at a telephone box. His article was on the front page of the New York Times one sunday and I was mentioned in it with a link to my blog.

Then the BBC in the UK did an article, then Readers Digest wrote an article about me living in my car at Christmas, which was syndicated to many of their magazines around the world. They all included my blog address in their articles, and after each was published I opened my email and literally hundreds of emails spilled out from people, not only all across the USA and UK but people across Asia (from Readers Digest Asia), from Sweden and Chile… I even got people from China coming across the articles or my blog and wishing me well. It was like stumbling into a dream during a nightmare. People said they would pray for me. I’d never heard of prayer circles on the Internet but apparently I was added to prayer circles and prayer groups all over the world. And very soon I came under absolutely amazing grace as things started to change; some things started to go right, as if the dice were rolling in my favour again. I could barely believe it at first, but soon I had to…

To cut a long story short (for this blog post), my blog was ‘discovered’; I got a literary agent and a publisher and my story was made into a book. All those prayers and my hope must have worked because not only did my book get published. ‘Abandoned: the true story of a little girl who didn’t belong’ – published by HarperCollins became a bestseller. ‘Abandoned‘ got to number 2 in The Sunday Times bestseller list. Something which still seems surreal.

The book that was published was ‘Abandoned: The true story of a little girl who didn’t belong.‘ (the only thing I didn’t write was the title – that was chosen by the publisher!)

     

It ended up being the story of my childhood — publishers were more interested in that story: the reason I had no family to go back to, and how something like that could happen to somebody like me. Because, despite the childhood I had, I had a law degree and a good education, and most people wouldn’t have guessed any of this about me. With a childhood like mine, some may say it was inevitable that I wasn’t going to be the greatest at fending for myself in the world, and ended up somewhere like this? I don’t know if I believe that…and besides my childhood was unusual in that I had many advantages too….and many people who at times made me feel special. What I am coming to believe though, after all the emails I have had about me living in my car is how many other people have felt close to that slippery slope, to the abyss of homelessness, or know somebody who has. People like me who were, or are, too proud or embarrassed to admit it until it is too late….

With the economy the way it is, and the curveballs life sometimes throws up, what happened to me could probably happen to any of us. We would all respond differently….and what I did was not want anyone to know until I had got back on my feet again. Only I never did get back on my feet. I spiralled down further and further.

I was lucky though, I found a way to tell people anonymously what was happening to me, by writing a blog, and in the end it became my way out. There were moments I didn’t think I would come out of it alive. Nights, huddled in my sleeping bag across the front seats, when I had almost resigned myself to the fact that one of these days I might not wake up; that I would die in my sleep out there in the woods. But then I found out about blogs…

I didn’t write for a particular person or reason, I just wrote. I had no idea what it might lead to, as I said I literally had not heard of blogs before, and certainly didn’t know any books had come from them! If I had I might have written it differently…I didn’t know if a single person would read mine. But there must have been a bit of hope in me all the time – this was a public journal online that anyone anywhere could read — it was like someone throwing me down a piece of rope, however frayed and short it was… Mostly, I didn’t know why I wrote though. As winter closed around me I wrote because I was cold and the libraries were warm, I wrote because I was ashamed of what had happened to me and writing on the blog was anonymous, I wrote because I had no money and blogs were free, I wrote because I didn’t understand what was happening to me and writing it down was a way of making sense of it. I wrote because I was falling apart and writing was keeping me sane. I wrote because that part of me, wherever it was, must have been saying you never know who might read this and what might happen…keep the faith. But mostly I wrote because I could. I was living in my car, so couldn’t do much else, and writing was something I could still do. The first thing I ever wrote on my blog was ‘I can’t sing, I can’t dance, all I can do is write…’ So I wrote, and I wrote and I wrote, and eventually it led to me getting out of my car. People always want the big miracles, the Proof, but small ones happen every day. This was mine…

I now have an eBook of my blog and that whole time of living in my car. It includes an introduction and new material in the form of the draft blogs that didn’t go up at the time, and an epilogue I’ve added to explain a few things (and a spell and grammar check of course!). I cut a few of the posts because they were overlong but otherwise it is the experience I was going through day-to-day, trying to stay alive and sane and safe out there, and find a way back in from the cold.

You can download my eBook: ‘The Year I lived in my Car’ from Amazon, through the image below.

Anya x

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79 responses to “New blog

  1. Els

    You really are a true inspiration to all of those who are lost. Keep fighting girl 🙂

  2. lynn

    your book broke my heart but also filled it with hope and inspiration x

  3. Debbie Presley

    Loved your book ! I am so sorry that your childhood was so bad. You definately had an angel looking out for you. Please conitnue to stay stong and NEVER give up hope !

  4. Kim

    Brave, strong, amazing person u are! Our God is an awesome God!

  5. Nadene

    I just finished your book Abandoned. What an amazing read. You are a very stong soul and an inspiration to all. . . I am so happy that you are getting back on your feet i wish you all the luck for you future. keep writing.

  6. Jacqui

    I have walked a similar path to you. I have a childhhod full of abuse and secret and ended up living homeless in my car for a year. Somehow I managed to get out of the situation three months ago after hitting rock bottom. Yesterday I came across your book. I started to read it and didnt put it done till just now when I finished it. Your story helps me. It makes me feel like I can feel heal. I still feel like I have a shell around me and that things are suddenly going to turn out to be a mistake and I will end up helpless and homeless all over again. But your story gave me strength. I dont think I could ever fully tell someone exactly how it feels to be in that situation, I still tend to shrug it of like it was no big deal but reading your words helps. Thanks

  7. Anya,
    Homelessness can happen to anyone. My husband and I and our three children lived in tents in the mountains in Colorado for six months while we tried to regroup. We had lost our business and our home due to the economy of the 80’s. While living in tents, since we needed to cut our own firewood, we thought we could cut firewood for others and make a bit of an income. Finally we expanded the business to cut a whole truckload to sell to Denver greenhouses, but were paid in hot checks, so once again we had no income.

    We are now in our late 60’s, and those hard times are behind us, but now we know that we are tougher than we ever thought possible.

    Life happens. The book I read of yours was Abandoned. I was honored that you shared your story with us. As a result of stories like yours, we became foster parents. We are now retired. And once again we are living in uncertain times. But we are tougher than the times. We know this.

    Blessings,

    Pat

    • Jay

      Dear Pat, I am now 62 and my life while not as hard as yours or Anya, It is certainly not where I thought it would be at 62. I read Anya’s story in a Guidepost book and it gave me hope also. I found you in looking her up trying to set up a blog. Thank you for sharing and you are right, though I have not gotten up yet from my fall(emotionally, finally), your reply and Anya lets me know it will happen
      fallen

  8. Paige

    Just finished your book and went straight on to your blog, what an inspiration you truly are! To still believe in your family after everything they put you through is simply amazing, makes me look twice at my life and realise its not so bad. You should be very proud of the lady youve turned into and the people that have hurt you i hope it haunts them on a daily basis. Truly well done keep your chin up.xx

  9. Cathy

    What an inspiration! I love you Anya!

  10. Debbie

    I’m glad you are doing so well. I’m so curious though if you have ever made contact with your Mummy again……….I had forgotten this was a true story till the very end. You are a very strong person and I don’t know you but thank you for sharing your story, because it is certainly incredible.

  11. I just finished your first bok, you are true inspiration to us all.

  12. Francie

    I just finished reading your first book about your childhood and homelessness later on. It filled me with such sadness that a child could be so mistreated. And, so sad that you were so alone after all of that. It gives credit to the inner strength that you have, Anya. So many times while reading your story, I wanted to just take you in my arms and hug you and hold you. I am sorry for what you went through. I am proud of what you have become. Blessings to you from ‘across the pond’.

  13. I just finished reading your blog and came to your blog. I couldn’t put the book down. Writing can be very healing. Your been thru a lot and hope it helps to write your story done on paper.

  14. Paula anderson

    Hi anya just finished reading your book abandoned it broke my heart
    having a bit of a rough patch myself but your book as given me hope well done may those angels u saw keep on protecting u i see them too .xxxxx

  15. Paula anderson

    Oh by the way anya just wanted to ask did u ever get to see kathy or mummy again sorry to hear about brandans passing keep strong.

  16. Chelsey

    I have just finished reading your first book ‘Abandoned’ and I am currently writing a personal response on it for my English class assignment. While reading this book I:
    a) cried for you
    b) threw a pillow across the room in anger
    and c) recommended this book to others.
    I prayed for you the night that I finished it. It makes me realise that this is actually happening to people around the world, and although I have never known anyone that gets abused I felt extremely upset.
    Good luck for the future.
    xxxx

  17. m butler

    I am a victim of sexual abuse as a child of 7. It was my brother, and luckily my parents caught it in time to stop it. I still need psychiatric help. I’ve been diagnosed as having PTSD (among others) I had blocked much of it until he sexually molested his 7 yr old step daughter and it all came back. There is one place in your book that really hit me. You were describing a situation where your uncle pit his hand over you nose and mouth and could not breathe. I had to stop reading and I sat and cried. Cried for you, me and all the other victims out there. You see, my brother had total control over me because he routinely put his hand over my mouth and blocked my nose with his thumb telling me he could kill me at any time. I know he could have but I was lucky and he got caught. I’m sorry i have no idea why I’m writing this publicly but I just felt I needed to. Maybe it will help me. Your book was so sad. I’m so glad you are doing so well.

  18. Maria

    You are so brave and strong anya ❤

  19. Christine

    Just finished your book it brought back so much from my childhood things ive never ever told at 54yrs old this is the 1st time I’ve ever even mentioned even if it is typing here I cant reveal the big stuff but I feel this is the place to say I till cant say it out loud but I married an abusive man for 13 yrs. but from that I have 3 amazing children and 6 awesome grandchildren I still have trouble coping but good can come from bad …….my children are proof of that the ive screwed up sometimes with them but I keep putting 1 foot in front of the other to survive for them Maybe an anonymous Blog might be the way to go

  20. Christine

    oh and I forgot Thank You Thank You Thank you

  21. Lucy

    Anya, I have just finished your book (Abandoned) and it made me feel sad, angry, heartbroken, upset, amazed, proud…..so many emotions! While reading your story, I prayed many times and often wished I was there to help you. You are an inspiration, a true survivor. I fortunately did not have a troubled childhood…..mine was filled with love, caring and much happiness. But I can feel your pain. No one should have to go through what you went through. Your story is one that I will always remember and will pass down to my loved ones. God bless you.

  22. ana catarina

    hello, I’m catarina and just now reading your book until I cried .. so think of raisins you for all this … I am your number 1 fan and want you to be happy from now on! a kiss from the bottom of my heart, and if you ever get into the same situation, I will remember your words. 🙂

  23. Naomi

    Dear Anya I just put your book down and wanted to come on here straight away and say how courageous I think you have been to get this far in life fare play. Im sorry to hear about your dads passing aswell my prayers are with you. I wish you all the best for the future Naomi Ireland

  24. NDL

    I know that you probably will not read this but… My name is Neiza and I am 17 years old. I’m Portuguese. I read your book “Abandoned” last month and I really like to read it. So, I like to say who much this book touch me. I have a beautiful life compared to yours but somehow you have hurt my heart. I cry like 3 or 4 times reading the book so I would like to thank you for all your work (blogs and books).
    I don’t know what to say, I just… just pass to say that you’re my hero and I admire you really much. ❤
    Thanks, thanks, thanks!

  25. Anya, your story has touched so many lives. I do not want to detract from the incredible story of your past. You are a true survivor. But my question is important. Have you been able to move on? I didn’t say “forget,” because your history is a part of who you are, but it’s just as important that we grow through our history and not let it control us for the rest of our lives. Or are you still working on this?

    Are you giving the rest of us who have terrible histories a way to grow past our traumas?

  26. Diana Machado

    Dear Anya,
    I’m from Portugal, and I was amazed with his life story. In school would have to submit a book and I picked your book: “Abandoned”. I do not know how you managed to hold on, because if it was I think it would have killed me. To me, you are a great inspiration. You are a great woman.
    Kisses,
    Diana.

  27. Tracy

    I just finished your book and I must say, You are an inspiration!!!

  28. Joanie

    Dear Anya,
    What a story, what a life! I wish you the very best of luck with your healing, the very best of luck with your writing.
    I will visit often and hope you stay strong.
    Joanie, South Australia

  29. I was truly amazed, upset, and saddened by your book “Abandondoned”. But then what a strong woman you are to have survived just your childhood much less the streets. NEVER LOOK DOWN ON YOUR SELF!! You are stronger than most people would or could ever be. I believe we all make agreements and deals with God before our birth. Every thing we go threw here on earth is all a learning experience for us to grow from. And for you to hold no anger or hate is amazing with in it self. I always say God is testing me for Head Angel position. LOL . I know you have me beat for that position. It is easy to fall in this life, but so hard to pick yourself up. You are my HERO. GOD BLESS YOU. Doreen

  30. kathryn hamilton

    To Anya
    I’m from Australia and i’ve just finished your book “abandoned”. Your story broke my heart reading it . You went through so much growing up. you are very courageous woman and a great inspiration.. After I read your book i went straight to you blog pages. Sorry to hear about brandon.passing.
    Kathryn xoxo .

  31. Helo Anya…. I heard a story of little girl who was beaten to an extent that she became visually impaired by her own sister, all because she told her sister that her boyfriend had raped her. Since then her life became miserable. I dont read novels, cause i don’t have passion for reading such books. But after I read the back page of your book, I decided to read the whole book so that i can help the poor girl. I honestly want to congratulate you on being able to pul yourself out of that situation. I want to read your second book but I can’t purchase it. I need help and direction.

  32. Allonasmale

    I’m inspired by your book anya, your an amazing women that has got through it well done you. I cried when I read your book. I am handing it to my daughter to read as I have talked about your book to her, I’m sure she will be just as inspired by it as I am.

  33. Kelly Waters

    Dear Anya

    I have just finished reading your book ”Abandoned” and I cannot believe what you have been through. When you wrote about your time in Brighton which where I am from, I just wanted to come and get you to take care of you. You are a strong person and I really hope life gets better and better for you as you deserve all the happiness in the world.

    I look forward to reading more of your blogs soon.

    Sending you love and best wishes

    Kelly x

    • Barbara Hoffman

      Dear Anya

      I finished reading your book ‘Abandoned’ last night and found your story heartbreaking but also inspirational. The life you lived as a child through to your struggles as an adult were truely horrific. I praise you for your determination and strength to move on with your life and inspire others with your heartfelt story.

      I look forward to reading your second book

      Sending you love and best wishes

      Barbara xx

  34. kylie yates

    i bought abandoned a couple of days ago… i read it in one sitting and every painful experience you had shared , i felt your hurt physically within myself-i cried alot for you and the terrible things that had happened to you and for the betrayal of your selfish birth mother and the loyalty ur ‘mum’ showed to that animal of an uncle instead of to you… I have not endured sexual abuse but I do feel the same lack of belonging in my own family and I am bloodrelated, which hurts the same if not more. I am sad you lost ur dad and I just hope you have made some true friends so that you can experience real and unconditional love . I will be sure to follow your blogs and please feel free to email me I would be honoured to be a friend xxx

  35. Jan

    I have just finished reading your book Abandoned all i can say is “WOW ” I have been through some really tough times but never been homeless ….very close. I have to stay strong now because Im raising my 4 year old grandson, I have had him since he was 9 days old.
    We are about to start a new chapter in our lives by moving to a new house because of a neighbour who has bullied us for the past 5 months…..But we look at the positive of it all, we are going to have a garden so my little boy can feel the grass under his feet and have swings and a trampoline…things are so looking up for us….and really I would love to thank the bully for it. The poor bitter and twisted women.

  36. cheryl

    Hi Anya, Just had to check out your blog and leave a quick note never ever done this before but I read your book for literally a whole day cover to cover I just couldnt put it down. Your such an inspiration Anya please never give up hope there is too much beauty in the world! I hope your future is brighter than your past but always remember its your past that made you the person you are today. Stay strong and keep smiling, would love to read an update soon.

    Best Wishes and Kind Regards
    Cheryl.

  37. Albert Lepage

    Dear Anya.
    I am a man in my 70’s and have just finished reading your book ”Abandonned…” Men who hurt children the way you were abused are inhuman and criminals. I found your story very hard to read but it never crossed my mind to not complete the reading. I experienced many different emotions of great intensity. In the end, I have to sit back and ask myself what I can do, what am I willing to do, what will I do in order to help prevent such crimes from occuring. I will need time and meditation; but I know the answer will come to me.
    Anya, you were a beautiful little girl with amazing love and loyalty; you are now a beautiful, strong, honest, loving, caring and still very loyal young women.
    You have blessed me by sharing your life-story with me.
    Thank you. May God continue to bless you.

  38. Dear Anya, I work in a young persons hostel for 16-25year olds we have 17 residents living in self contained units. we support these young people to gain the skills to move on and live independently.whilst we were all in the communal room watching tv i noticed your book on the side of the bookshelf, i have never seen it there before but i picked it up last night and as i work and sleep here i have just finished the book, i could not put it down.. u really are an insperation i will be ensuring that i give it to some of our residents to read, to show them what an insperational woman you are. i hope you are well x

  39. Shannon

    Just finished your book at 5am in Dallas, Texas. I shed tears of anger and hurt for you throughout it. I hated and I loved as your words unfolded. I smiled at your good fortunes and your tenacity. What amazes me is your ability to survive. A lesser person could not have done that, you know. You just keep doing what you’re doing. I always say, we must go ‘there’ in order to be ‘here’ now. Each event shapes us into what we are today and even when I look back at my life, I am thankful for the bad because it has given me the insight and ability to be who I am now. I will start to follow you and hopefully can be an encouragement in your life. Keep your fist raised and your eyes always looking to the next horizon. Remember that you are now an inspiration to others. Love from Texas. ❤

  40. Anya, I just read ‘Abandoned’ Cover to cover in 5 hours and I can fairly say I have never cried so much reading a book in my life. Thankyou for sharing your story, you’ve given me new hope and new inspiration, which I had lost completely. It was painful to read but amazing to know that there are people out there who understand. Reading your story has given me the hope to get on with life because now I know that things do get better. You were just a little girl wanting someone to love you, wanting a family and for the pain to stop and I hope that now it has. You went through too much to go through anymore, each page was a new reason for you to give up, and I’m proud of you for pushing through. Your past has shaped who you are today, and you have grown into a strong, independent, beautiful, inspirational woman. Please keep updating your blog, and remember, you are mine (and many others) inspiration. xxxx

  41. I will always remember your amazing book and how strong you are Anya. Just read your book and I’m so out of words. Just.. Wow. I know I don’t know you but it feels like I do after reading this. I wish you so much luck for the rest of your life. You are worth everything.

    Love from a 15 teenage girl in Sweden

  42. Chariti L

    Very Insperational Story

  43. Hi! I just want to say that you inspired me so much. Look, I’m just a 12-year-old girl (from Philippines) and your book (Abandoned) was the first book I’ve ever read. I have just finished reading it. WOW as in WOW! I don’t like reading books but thanks to you because you stand as my inspiration. I just want to know if your “Mum” and “Kathy” already knew about your book. Please answer meeee =) Thank you! 😉 (sorry i’m not good in english)

  44. And please don’t forget to thank God EVERYAY (before starting your day and before sleeping). ALWAYS PRAY TO HIM. Without Him, you can’t survive. I LOVE YOU AND THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR INSPIRING ME! ♥♥

  45. Lisa

    Hi I have just finished reading your book abandoned, I can understand the feeling off belonging,as I have felt the same due to being sexually abused and t messing up my life so much. Now I have two children and have been married for fourteen yrs. .

  46. Lisa

    Hi just to finish off my reply from lat night. I do understand in some ways how you must have felt never belonging, as I felt the same for many years due to being sexually abused.It ruined the best part of my teens years. I also tried to end my life when I was thirteen.I left school with out any qualifications I moved away from the City where I lived my be this was to try and forget about my past. I am now a married women with two children who are my life, I am studying to be a mental health nurse at uni.Hoping to help people who have lost their way in life. You have come so far in life and things will only get better. I never thought my life would be as good as it is now; but when bad things happen in your life it only makes you stronger. Keep fighting and never give up.GOOD LUCK IN ALL YOU DO. Your book was so moving.

  47. Paige

    Hi there anya I’ve only just recently read your book and let’s just say I sobbed my heart .. Your such and inspiration to a lot of people .. There were times you felt weak but in actual fact you were strong and determined and you never gave up .. I hope you end up in contact with your mum and kathy you deserve everything good that comes to you ! Real inspiration 🙂 x

  48. Amy

    Anya,

    I have just finished your book and I am speechless at how strong you have been through those tough times. It has helped me to realise that no matter how bad things are, they can always get worse.

    I was in an abusive relationship for almost 5 years to an Indian man who abused me, mentally, emotionally, physically and sexually. His parents also treat me like a servant and made me feel like iI deserved the baad treatment.

    I finally plucked up the courage to leave him despite the threats of killing me. I spiralled down hill after that and finally picked my self up andter years of feeling alone and trapped. Im now 26 and in a loving relationship with a genuine man who i look forward to spending my life with, and glad my suicide attempts. After reading your story i realised that no matter what i was going through, atleast i had a roof over my head and food whenever i needed. After reading your book I consider myself a very lucky woman and have moved on knowing that i can be strong enough to overcome anything if i put my mind to it.

    Thank you, its been a pleasure getting to know you through your words.

    Amy, Newcastle.

  49. Valérie

    Anya,le présent et le futur t’appartiennent,fonce et réalise tes rêves.Ne laisse personne te décourager,ne te mets plus de barrières,donnes-toi des ailes.Tu as tellement accomplie à ce jour!Je te souhaite une merveilleuse vie,entourée de personnes aimantes et débordantes d’amour.Tu le mérites.

  50. Annonymous99

    Read this book in a day!! Fantastic! very inspirational and well written 😊

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