I was off work most of the week. I enjoyed my free time and decided not to blog. Now, I've got a little catching up to do. I'm going to come back to Day 15 which is a "day in the life" post with pictures of my typical day. The last few days have been anything but typical. I'll revisit this when I actually have to set my alarm clock and go to bed on time.
May 16 - Something difficult about your "lot in life" and how you're working to overcome it
I debated how honest I wanted to be answering this one. I blog mostly about pop culture with tidbits of family life thrown in. I keep it simple and never get too personal. I don't really think of this space as my diary. After much thought, I decided sharing would be for the best. If my story can help one person, that's good enough for me.
When I was in elementary school, I was molested by a family member. This was someone I trusted, someone everyone in my family trusted. I was terrified and didn't tell anyone. It went on for a couple of years before my mom found out by accident. I'm extremely thankful because I don't know if I would have ever had the courage to speak up on my own.
After my abuser was arrested, I attended court appointed therapy. I had one-on-one sessions with a counselor before attending group therapy with girls my age who'd also been abused. To this day, I can't stand the idea of seeing a therapist. In some ways, therapy helped. In other ways, I think it messed me up even more.
The man who abused me got out of jail almost immediately and didn't serve any time. His punishment.. court appointed therapy. Yes, that's right. The court made him go to therapy just like they made me. He got off easy because he'd never been charged before. Only once my story came out did other family members admit they'd been abused as well. If one of them had spoken up, there's a very good chance this wouldn't have happened to me.
The one thing I can't stress enough is that telling someone is imperative. You don't need to feel ashamed or dirty. You aren't doing anything wrong. You are not to blame. Make the abuser suffer, so you and others don't have to.
If you don't let them know how important it is to come to you, they won't.
Click here for 10 ways to talk to your kids about sexual abuse.
I'll never totally be over what happened to me, but I refuse to let it define me.
When I look in the mirror, I see a woman with flaws, but being a victim of sexual abuse isn't one of them.