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By your response, it appears to me that you have never been a victim..

"Knowledge is remembering.  Wisdom is selecting what to remember and what to forget."  I wish that were true all the time but it's not.  Sometimes those memories of an assult just pop into your mind, and depending on where you emotional are in the healing process, you may be able you recognize it for what is was, a bad memory or it may trigger you into the fear that you experienced at the time.

Most victims do “get over it”, time heals all things but professional counseling is at times needed.  If a person commits a crime should there not be consequences?    Who defends the child?  The mother who may or may not be aware of what’s going on?  At one point the law didn’t protect us, the children.

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I was a victim of a sex crime beginning at the age of four and continuing on until I was 18; I was molested by my stepfather.  It took me another 16 years and counseling to get the courage to face the man who raped and molested me and several of my sisters and brothers.

I know that he was sorry, he told me that, but I still wanted to have him charged for what he did to me but was told that the statute of limitations had run out.  Because of him, I had to grow up fast, I didn’t get to be the innocent child, and there was no protection for me from him.  It was a part of the family secret. His actions caused mental and emotional damages to those he molested.  Out of a yours, mine, and ours family that totaled nine children, he molested or attempted to molest all of us.

Even as a young adult I feared being alone with him, I would not let my children be alone with him I knew what he was capable of doing. 

It was frustrating knowing that there wasn’t anything legally I could do to him.  In 1992, while my niece was staying with me, she told me that her grandfather (my father) had attempted to fondle her.  I had to protect her, I reported him to the state police where he was living at the time and they began to investigate him.  He passed away six months later and never to pay for his actions.

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