Being shuffled from one therapist to the next during a crisis of coming out with being sexual assaulted always ends up with the final words- FORGIVENESS. Forgive yourself, forgive the person and then you can truly move on. Well, I can’t. And that makes me feel guilty and worse than I already do. And then this happened…
On surviving the aftermath of sexual abuse:
“Someone told me today that I don’t have to forgive my predator.
It made me feel free from my pain for the first time since I was abused.
I have a choice. I have control. The choice and control I didn’t have before.”