The psychotherapist I'm seeing at the moment recommended a book to me. It's called 'The good use of hate and pardon' by Gabrielle Rubin, a French psychotherapist. The introduction has something in it, that I found really liberating. It talks about the guilty getting away with it, and their innocent victims bearing the burden of guilt and hating themselves.
She says that it is acceptable to hate the perpetrators - as long as the hate isn't transferred into action, and that the victims should pardon themselves, not that there was any need for them to blame themselves. She also says that the only reason to pardon the abusers is if they have admitted their wrongdoing, and realised the harm that they have done.
I finally went to the police about the abuse I suffered in 2009. Sadly, for my 'd'm who procurred me to be abused by her friends was too old to be interviewed, and died earlier this year at the age of 96. I hope that she is now receiving the justice she deserves.
I was abused by her with her brother before I could talk, and later when I was 8 she left me in the care of her penfriend's husband who indecently assaulted me. I couldn't run out and go home, as we were on holiday and staying with them in Arizona.
Every Saturday from when I was 9 to 11 she sent me to a friend who ran a sweet shop opposite Prenton Park and he assaulted me every time, too.
When I was 12 she let the American come and stay in our house with his wife and son, despite knowing that he had assaulted me. She was abused, probably by her brother, and she took her little sister to be abused, too.
Sadly, she was so damaged by her abuse, that she became an abuser, too.
When I was 13, I started going out with someone of 24, who also abused me sexually, but staying with him was the only chance of security I felt I had.
By the way, to the poster who felt that taking thyroxin wouldn't make them feel like a freak, I take it, had to wait 12 years to have it prescribed, and feel a freak for having to take it every day for the rest of my life.
I've never acheived anything, and it hurts, because with a different mother, and a different childhood, I could have done.
According to recent figures, 1 in 3 girls are sexually abused as children, I can't remember, but for boys the figure is either 1 in 5 or 1 in 7.
Sorry for the mammoth post, it's just nice not to feel alone.