
i used to pray every day someone would make it stop. my whole family found out and blamed me for being too “pretty” i made myself “ugly” on purpose for years to make him stop. none of them speak to me anymore even the nice ones. i wish i had your dad as my own. i wish that baby girl did too. i feel so helpless knowing she was born into that home.
I’m of the impression my brother (since he grew up) has already killed other pedophiles overseas. He and his coworkers, I would imagine, will eventually be doing it here as well. But don’t hold shame for what happened to you. Your value is intrinsic, not based on how you appear. I imagine you’ll find a way to contribute to saving not only her but other people in a similar situation. Everything has a butterfly effect. 🫶
thank you so much for your words. you don’t even understand how badly i wish to save people in situations like me. i’m still stuck in the same home and he lives down the road it’s so exhausting and terrifying. thank you for caring enough to share your words and give some time. i admire your brother. i wish i had that drive and strength i do what i can but it never feels enough. thank you.