I was watching a movie about the holocaust last night. It was such an awful and for some an unspeakable time in history. I thought not about the movie today though, but about the opening line,
“The hardest story to tell is your own. If you never tell it, it disappears and never happened.”
Sad to say but, you and I know, it happened. We study history to ensure that we do not make the same mistakes.
Adult survivors of sexual abuse… It happened! There is and unspoken shudder that runs thru society and thru time and tells us all, this is unspeakable, turn away, do not look and for God sake do not blather about it to anyone.
Don’t tell. It will make the family look bad. My husband would not do that to you. My brother would not do that to you. __________ (fill in the blank) would not do that to you.
And the comment that hurt me last year from my own brother. “YOU are ruining the family name by talking about this!”
While the media offers up the child molester as the big ugly and very identifiable stranger down the block it gives good-looking Auntie, Uncle, Daddy, Mommy or valued family friend a free pass. They could not have done this heinous thing survivors speak of. Look at them! They are good looking, charming and successful.
The media is not reporting the truth or telling the story that survivors know to be true.
There are people who don’t believe the holocaust happened. There are those who don’t believe children are raped. Tell your story. Don’t let it disappear. Don’t let that criminal go free.