HE WAS MY "DADDY"...

I may not have a big audible voice, I may be but a tiny drop in the ocean, but even a tiny drop can sparkle. Cruelly abused by a religious man who controlled me, I will fight for my right to believe in a loving God. I am not ashamed to bear whatever stigma that comes with a woman in my situation (abused, betrayed and humiliated). I am not afraid either. Deep down in my spirit, I yearn for justice, and I believe there is justice somewhere somehow waiting for me...