Comments on: Living with the Enemy

By: Larisa Abrakhaimova

Larisa Abrakhaimova — Thu, 24 Mar 2011 05:54:48 +0000

Hi there,
I really find it to be ironic that the close bond you and your father shared ultimately leads into this controlling, abusive relationship. Having to deal with the brutal words and abusiveness on your own shows how courageous you are. When you ask “Why is this happening to you” I learned in private school that G-d only gives those tasks to individuals who can handle it. There was a girl in my private school she had a similar situation to yours. She tells all her problems to the school counselor of how her father abuses her physically and verbally, and how he disrespects his wife and what not. This girl because she can’t keep her emotions bottled up or to herself like you did, it ruined her not only her life, but her father’s as well. The school counselor called the police and told them everything that the girl said and they locked up her father. You made a wise decision and kept it to yourself or else it could have gotten worse. I’m really glad to hear it all worked out in the end that your father got help and is eventually getting better. Not a lot of people admit that their wrong, especially men knowing how much pride they have. Just something to keep in mind whenever times are bad, remember it all happens for a reason and what’s meant to be will always find a way. I hope things are getting only better for you!

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By: Josh G.

Josh G. — Thu, 24 Mar 2011 05:16:28 +0000

I really found this story heartrenching. It really gets to me when people with “power” take advantage of those weaker than them. I hope the therapy is woroking for you and that the beating wont have as great an affect on you than if you had kept silent. I can kind of identify with this essay because all though my father never beat me as bad as you, I still got beatings and he did give me a black eye once in the sixth grade that lasted a week and I had to go to school with. My mother told me to lie about how I got it because if I told the truth then they might take me away from my parents. It felt wrong to lie but at the same time I felt like my dad had just made a mistake and I didnt want people to think ill of him. Anyway, this story captured me. Especially after “her young daughter go through that kind of pain” when I discovered you were a girl. That was kind of shocking. It really gets to me when guys beat on girls. To me its like they arent even men.

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By: Danielle

Danielle — Thu, 24 Mar 2011 02:05:22 +0000

Wow, you tell a story that must be so difficult to re-live. I give you so much credit for sharing it with us.
Your story made me so sad. Every little girl shoud be able to look up to her father, and what you went through with him is aweful! I can not imagine what it must have been like for you keeping such a huge secret from everyone.
You are so descriptive when you describe your final beating, that I could see it happening.
For you to be able to forgive him makes you a very special person! I hope that one day your story will help another teenager to come forward and tell!

By: Jennifer

Jennifer — Tue, 19 Oct 2010 12:43:29 +0000

I can’t believe you endured any beatings without telling your mom or even letting her see it. I’m glad you and your dad have worked things out. Even superheros can lose control to their emotions. Maybe there was something inside him that triggered his emotions more quickly when you were a teen. Either way, to have gone through that and have worked things out only makes you and your family stronger. I think he can thank you for getting help, no one likes being that angry, it weighs too heavily. Maybe in the end you’re the superhero.