Just before Christmas I managed to get dd(16) to open up to me that she had been smoking, smoking weed, vaping and using ketamine recreationally. We have a good relationship and she was surprised how well I handled it - believe me I wanted to totally lose my shit but I know dd and that wouldn’t help. I asked her if there was anything else and she disclosed historical abuse from when she was 7 years old. The bastards who did this to her live very, very close to us, and their vile family is embedded in the local area. Everyone knows them, they are equal parts feared and despised.
Some of her abusers were teens in this particular family, some of them were her age. Huge red flags for generational abuse in the family in question.
My heart is breaking for her. She’s carried this all alone for nearly 10 years. She’s always been very sensitive, and has appeared quite depressed with low self esteem- now I know why. My poor baby. And I couldn’t protect her.
I know she’s relieved that she’s told me, I also know that saying the words out loud has finally made it ‘real’ - and that’s really hard for her. She’s barely able to function, missing college, which I know she loves. Hardly eating, sleeping or looking after herself. I’m doing my best to take care of her. Arranging emergency trauma therapy in the next few days.
To make it even worse, the family of these shits are well known for their campaigns of terror. If any of them suspect she has told anyone, they will hound her, put our windows through, god knows. The police know them by name, one of them is usually banged up at any given time. I will keep my mouth shut and not react at all when I see one of them, which is several times per week. I have to be calm and controlled, to protect my daughter.
My Dh, dd’s Dad, would be heartbroken and I’ve no doubt he would try, but would not be able to resist punching one of their lights out, and that would instantly put dd at risk of harm from their entire family. I can’t keep her safe then.
So I’ve decided, and believe me I feel shit about it, that he is not going to know until we can move house and get dd safely away from here. It’s shit. He adores dd. I’ve stressed to her that we are not keeping this from him because she is in any way at fault - she has done nothing wrong. I don’t want my decision to burden her further. But I have to put her first.
Can’t tell anyone in real life. I’m discussing it in broad terms with dd’s college, with her agreement, so they can support dd. I’m hoping she will be able to manage half days, but I just don’t know. College seems almost trivial now, as does vaping!
Got to tackle one thing at a time. She’s not hanging out with the kids she was doing ketamine with anymore. She said it helped her feel numb - can’t blame her for wanting that.
Not asking anything, just yelling into the either.
Thank you for getting through that lengthy tome.