tears me up and makes me furious and weepy all. over. again.
What will it take to make people understand the devastation sexual abuse does to victims. To the families. To future generations.
I get so angry and frustrated. I don’t know what to do. How to help. What to fix.
The many adults who knew of my abuse including my parents, pastor, and teacher couldn’t fathom that a child, a young boy, was truly capable of this crime. In order to make it easier to stomach, they rationalized in their minds that maybe this was simply kids playing around. These mandatory reporters chose not to report. I still bear the pain of their actions. I was not believed. Nobody protected me. Nobody listened when I cried for help. They chose to believe my rapist instead of me. Over and over again, my abuse was minimized.
The next time you defend a predator and say, “Oh, he was just a child,” remember the faces of the innocent little ones whose childhood was stolen. –
This post i wrote still stands today and always. The Home Engineer