Name changed to post on this.
I can only think that people who don’t believe the plain facts of this must be incredibly stupid or spectacularly delusional.
I was groomed then abused between the ages of 11 and 16. Every single bit of the testimony from Wade and James rings true to me. Right down to the gifts making you feel obligated. The love and care that you can’t square with the things this person you care about wants you to do/wants to do to you. “If anyone knew I’d go to prison and I couldn’t survive that” but worse “it would kill my wife if that happened, it would destroy her”.
My boyfriend at 16 saw my abuser casually touching my boob in public once, but it was such a fleeting glance that he ended up accepting my fervent denials. I was afraid my boyfriend would hate me for “cheating” on him.
When I got the phonecall aged 18 to tell me he had died of an aneurysm, I physically crumpled and cried for days. I cried because I loved him, because I was glad, because I was safe, because I felt extreme guilt.
I held a special place at his funeral, I walked arm in arm with his widow who I loved dearly too. I was devastated at his death for a dozen conflicting reasons. Then I put it all in a box in my mind and hid it for 8 more years.
The day I finally told my Mum I had been abused as a teenager after 9 months of therapy aged 26?
She kind of said “Oh.” “It was that guy wasn’t it?”
And then never mentioned it again.
So why don’t we tell? Why do we not seem to totally hate our abusers? Why might we lie for them multiple times before the truth comes out?