It’s been a while since I’ve written, but I certainly have not forgotten you. In all honesty, I’ve been taking care of myself following the sudden loss of my son. There are days when my heart feels so heavy that I don’t want to move. But, there are also those days that are blessed with new hope and smiles, and I am most thankful for those days.
I thought it would be appropriate to get back to my story of living with a practicing pedophile so that we can continue to understand a bit more of the mind of a predator, as well to understand much more about what happens to those whose lives are touched by the actions of a predator. Continue reading
Because this blog is growing and being shared by thousands, I am hearing more and more from adults who were sexually abused when they were children. I must tell you that every time I hear another story, my heart bleeds just a bit more. I had no idea that so many children have suffered silently in this horrifying pain!
It is always so wonderful when I hear of victims of abuse who have come through this dark, painful tunnel of despair and are now survivors. They’ve made it! Most of them will say, “I’ve found a Savior. My God delivered me from the pain that was part of my life all of my childhood. I no longer feel the chains of shame. I no longer struggle with the daily fear. I no longer am filled with hatred and rage. I am free.”
But, for many, I hear the heart wrenching words, “I want to die. I am physically impaired because of the abuse. I feel unloveable. I feel ashamed. And, I don’t know how I can go on. Nobody could every love somebody like me!” Continue reading