My life has been changed by listening to the testimony of adults who were abused as young people. The damage is horrific. I know the story of a 10 year old girl (now 62) whose family allowed a college student to live in their home. When the parents were gone he showed her pornography and spoke to her sexually. One day she was in the basement and he followed her down there. She screamed at the top of her lungs and her mother heard her. This brought to light what was happening and they made the college student move out.
It would have been easy to say, well, that took care of everything. After all, he never touched her. However, she shared how the PTSD has continued to hold her captive all of her life. I know now there is help and victory for people suffering like this, but it is so hard to find someone to talk to.
When we are honest, we are willing to admit our own life has been shaped by abuses from our childhood. I have just recently been willing to look at my life and realize how I have gone through life guarding myself, looking over my shoulder, feeling out of place, living with guilt…and I can trace it back to childhood abuse. One more thing I will say as I’m writing this. Many times people think that when someone speaks out about abuse, their goal is to make guilty innocent people, or that they are doing it for the money. I have learned that the majority want the past to stop haunting them and they don’t want their abuser to hurt anyone else.Back to share your story