**My site is not meant as a means to slander or demean those involved but to help in the healing process for both the abused and the abuser. There will be no unecessary or explicit sexual content written in any of my pages. The sexual abuse in my life started when I was 8 years old and continued until I was 12 years old. Now in my mid 30's, some memories have faded, but others remain vividly clear.**
Does anyone remember the TV show "Lassie?" Timmy and Lassie were best friends, Mom and Dad loved each other, their little Timmy and of course Lassie--who always saved the day. This is definitely not a reflection of my life, but I was watching "Lassie" when my older brothers called me downstairs into the gameroom. Wow!! My brothers were actually interested in being with me?! This was something new. Our family was not what you would call a close family. It seemed to me as if we were all strangers living in the same house. I barely even knew my brothers. When they wanted to spend time with me, I was impressed. I went downstairs to find that they had built a tent-like structure. (Planning of the perpetrator!) They had every intention of imposing their sexual escapades on me, their younger sister. Why did they pick me? Availability? Vulnerability? Unwise? Because I was ignorant of what sex even was? Because they were taught no respect or love of a person they were suppose to be protecting?
Having no idea what sex even was, it took no time for me to be caught in their web of mind control and coersion. I felt like a trapped rat with nowhere to run. The molestation continued to grow to the point where they were inviting "their" friends to join them in their teenaged romp. Every part of me (including my mind) was exposed and vulnerable, touched and violated. My Mom and Dad would go out quite often on the weekends leaving my brothers to babysit me; only, my days of being an innocent babe were forever spoiled. Soon, it also extended to our "mutual" friends. Having several friends my age who also had older brothers who hung out with my brothers became a distinct advantage for them. I couldn't even escape to a friend's house. There were her brothers waiting to pounce. It became a sick, underground mini-sex ring right underneath every responsible adult's nose!!
Think it can't happen to someone you love? Think again. Sexual abuse can affect any female, male, age, income bracket, race or lifestyle. There is no way to put a tag on a sexual abuser. They can look just like we do, work just like we do, serve just like we do, and in most cases are either related to the abused, a friend of the family, or someone who holds an authoritative position in that person's life. Sexual abuse is indescriminatory and can happen to someone who you may dearly love. Let's all open our eyes, ears and hearts, and then, LISTEN to and BELIEVE our children.
The fact remains that our society is sick and lost, and this type of abuse is happening as you read this testimony. But hope is not lost...I have found it! My HOPE! A Definition of Sexual Abuse Denial and Symptoms Future Topics Contact Me
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