A new thread for a new start. (the other thread - www.mumsnet.com/Talk/relationships/1221207-Father-admits-sexual-abuse-in-past-new-thread?pg=1 )
The first couple of times with the councillor were rocky and I struggled to see how what was happening in that little room was at all helpful but the last session I went to changed that, we managed to get to the route of some things, the curtains of my defensive stature were pulled clean away and I was exposed, she saw through me and I in turn saw myself, I think they call that a breakthrough.
The big objective of my time with the councillor was discovered, I have to confront 'Mike' my 'Father' with the abusive childhood he gave me and the fact he will never admit any wrong doing is just a red herring, that's not what it is about, this isn't about him or anybody else, this is about me and finding my way forward and finding my way to move on from it all. The clincher was when the councillor said to me that it didn't matter if he never accepted any wrongdoing and believed his own lies because deep down he knows what he did, he knows what he did to that poor boy, he knows what he did to me, he knows what he did to my siblings and he knows if he has any other victims out there. He knows, and he knows how wrong what he has done is.
As that sunk in I realised that it doesn't matter if he spews a load of bullshit lies and propaganda, I know, I know, I know and I am believed. That is all that really matters.
So finally, after all my avoidance tactics that I didn't even fully realise were avoidance tactics I have finally written that letter, the letter to him, the last letter, the last letter I will ever write to him. The councillor has offered to read it through for me/with me but to be honest, even though we had a breakthrough I still don't really like her that much and wouldn't feel comfortable with that but I do feel I need to share it, get opinions on it before I press send so I open myself up to you, the MN massive who have gently held my hand all the way through and been there for me every time I needed it.
I cried writing the first paragraph but then I got angry and the tears went away, I hope this is a sign of things to come, any way, here it is:
The past 8 months have lead me on a dark path full of frightening shadows, partially hidden truths, repressed memories given freedom and choices in path that have been easy yet the hardest I could ever have imagined needing to take. I have had what some would call a breakdown, memories so dark and pushed down for years that when I was forced to let them back to the surface have caused flashbacks and panic attacks that leave me drenched in sweat, heart hammering, legs week, adrenaline swamped, claustrophobic and wild eyes searching for an exit, an off button, a way off this ride I never wanted to be on. I have sort help, I am trying to work through this with professional guidance, I am trying to close the chapter and move on but there is still one thing I need to do before I can truly start that journey and that is to confront the person responsible for all this, to let that person know how wrong they were, how deeply they have damaged not just me but my relationship with my husband and children not to mention my siblings and wider family. So I am doing it, I am writing to you to try and start my new journey.
You asked what I was upset about at the start and you felt it was because you had given my basic contact details to the churches child protection team, if I hadn't been so busy falling apart that would have been laughable. The things you have done, the things you have failed to do, the things you have thought about and you think that giving my address to a professional body who needed to speak with me was what I was 'upset' about? That just illustrates the problem, you weave your lies and you manipulations so well you are not even sure where what is true and right is any more and it is why I have no hopes of an apology or even a simple acknowledgement but as it was pointed out to me by a professional, you know the things you have done, even if you will never admit them, not even fully to yourself, deep down you know, you know the truth of your actions.
For the record,
I am not upset about giving my details to the churches child protection team, no, as soon as I managed to get a mental handle on what was happening I contacted them myself.
I do have the correct information in regards to the Dxxxxxx offence and even if I had been given the slightly off facts it wouldn't have made a blind bit of difference, the fact you don't understand that just shows how much you disregard the serious nature of the whole thing.
My reaction, subsequent actions and final decisions are not based solely on the Dxxxxxxx case but largely on the basis of the abuse suffered in my childhood at your hands, violent, emotional and sexually inappropriate behaviour from you.
You will never get within sight of my children ever again. In the year leading up to the start of this I had been trying to find a way to deal with my increasing discomfort about your contact with my children, the way you conditioned me and manipulated me all my life made it very hard for me to know what to do and how to do it, I only knew that watching like a hawk was not going to cut it any more so it was only a matter of time until I found the strength I needed, and I would have always found it because my children need protecting, I know that you don't understand that this is what a parent is supposed to do though.
My responses, reactions and decisions are mine, I talked over with my husband, I opened up to him in regards to things I have barely allowed myself to remember and had previously only shared with one other person and he has agreed with the path I felt necessary to take, he is my husband and the Father of our children so he was part of the decision making process and we both came to the same conclusion, to protect our children, this is a path that social services also agree with whole heartedly however no one is forcing my hand, no one made any decisions for me, I hid behind my husband in fear when we stopped the visit, the email was sent from his address and was signed by him but the decision was mine.
My whole life I have been frightened of of you, frightened of you rages and violence, frightened to stand up to you, frightened of you manipulating the people around me in order to get your own way. It has been a long time since you have been able to physically harm me but the emotional harm has been never ending, people have asked me what I am frightened of and I am unable to articulate a solid thing that I am afraid of, it has just been a pure and primal fear but I say no more and I have been given the help I needed to not only say I am not afraid but to mean it, I have run through every scenario and found nothing I can't handle, I have handled so much already that I have finally managed to break the shackle and writing this was the last link in the chain.
The only communication I am willing to accept from you is by email and when I decide there will be no more, there will be no more. I have taken the power back, I am not a small frail little girl anymore and you are not, never will be and never were my Father.