It's a proven fact kids don't ever get over this type of abuse. They may learn to live with it, but they NEVER get over it.
We don't get over it.
It sucks.
I have learned to live with it and I cringe every time I hear a family member encouraging a child to give so and so a hug and a kiss.
If that child feels true safe love for someone, it will show itself in body language towards that adult.
Encouraging or guilting a child to give Uncle Don a hug and a kiss goodbye might just be signing that virtual permission slip it in her.
These animals might be at your table this Thanksgiving.
I hate Thanksgiving because of one of these bastards.
My bastard is married to my Aunt. He started his rein of terror with my mother, his young sister-in-law. He likes fresh meat and made a meal of his three daughters, my cousins and me. He got caught trying his magic on his grandchild.
Blame.
I blame him and how he was a snake.
My mom...she believed allowing him to continue to use and abuse her innocence protected his other potential victims. She was wrong.
I will never forget the day his house of cards came tumbling down on him. I will never forget my father cleaning his hunting rifle that day and I had to call the cops on one of my mother's many suicide attempts.
I was twenty-five when I was cornered and I finally admitted what this man took from me when I was seven. My mother was in the hospital and my father worked 40 + ot in the factory. My aunt suggested that my sister and I sleep over because we had break from grade school.
I will never forget the weight of his body on mine. I will never forget seeing the pillow placed on my sister's face. I will never forget what I was told would happen if I told anyone.
And when I see pictures from my childhood, I can see a change from the pictures before IT forced himself in me.
The SECRET stuff is what destroys the young mind and made me open to further abuse from IT.
Blame.
Not my mom and dad.
They did not hold me up on a silver platter and offer me to him.
Justice.
It will never happen.
Hate.
Not worth the energy. He doesn't deserve a special room in my soul reserved for just him. He held me in control for all those years I never whispered a word. Hating him would just prolong his control.
What I would do to someone that decided to place parts of their bodies in a child and hold control over them with secrets...it is not fit to print in this forum.
However, let if be known, if I ever come across this behavior...I would willingly spend the remaining days of my life in prison to do to what I cannot write to one of these THINGS.
