Life is hard. And often, strange. Something can happen to us that is not explained to us, but we shouldn't be silent, there are many different ways to reflect it, and buy a poem, and writing posts, and talking to a psychologist, and talking about our experiences with other victims. The main thing is to remember that you are not alone, and if you feel difficulties from the experience, you need to find all the ways to relieve it.

When I was young I remember it started at the age of four years old. He started his abuse by making me rub his genitals. He would do it down in the cellar of our house. When I got older it was up in his room and down in the cellar. A home shared by my mom, three brothers and three sisters. My mom would tell me to go down to the cellar when my father called me. He would force me to perform oral sex on him while he touched me in ways that no little girl should be touched. I could not get over the feelings of  being dirty and gross. This continued until I left home at seventeen. No one knew what was going one knew that this was happening.  My dad has just passed away and he never even before he died said he was sorry for what he had done to me all those years. I am having a very hard time right now. All those times I was abused and violated are causing me nightmares and I am now unable to sleep much. Because of your story I am now seeking counseling with a trauma therapist with the hope that I can finally begin to heal and put my victimization away in a positive way. I want to live a good life and because of you I know that it is possible with hard work. Thank you