*Note: This is one of the many private responses I have received this week based on previous posts about sexual abuse. The writer has agreed to let me share their experience here. I will be posting additional stories all this week.
I love to write, yet I’m at a loss for words.
When I was sexually abused, I thought I was crazy, thought I was the only one. I didn’t hear this happen to anyone before, so I wondered why would it happen to me? Later I found out it happened to many.
I spent so much time awake at night wondering if I was going to be safe tomorrow, which led to sleeping in my mom and dad’s room for many nights.
During recess I would isolate myself from others and read books hoping this would make the pain go away.
I was too scared to tell anyone. Scared that no one would believe me, and scared those men would come and find me.
Sometimes I try to act like I’m okay, but I’m not at all. I’m still in a lot of pain. Please pray for me!
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