A long time ago, I was a victim. Yesterday, he threatened my family. I had never told anyone that he had molested me when I was child. Now, my husband knows, my parents know, my in-laws know, and anyone else that needs to know will soon know. I have set that ball in motion. And I am free.
I decided that it wasn’t my shame to carry so I gave it back. Now that I have opened it up, I know that I have scars to deal with. That’s okay. There is no shame in being a victim. Particularly if you were a helpless one. That is a burden that I will not carry any longer. He can have it. I also will not allow my silence to put anyone else at risk. I will not be silent any more.
The person in question has innocent children. Out of respect for them, I will not divulge any more details here. I will be doing what I can to make sure they are protected and safe. Hopefully, by breaking my silence, they will not be victims. I will not be backed into a corner by a child molestor. He will not have any power over my family.
All of the above was brand-new news to me yesterday. Needless to say, I was a little shell-shocked. I’m feeling an amazing peace about it all now. The numbness and rage have pretty well subsided. I know that this is a beginning point for some much-needed, put-off healing.
I love that girl! To a large extent, this is her fight and I’m the back up. I wouldn’t let her do it alone, afterall! Thanks again to all of you for your continued support. You people are awesome!