As far as i remember when we were little probably about 7 years old my sisters and I use to go to the the Entertainment Area , where we went on the dodge cars, and air hockey and was fun, the more we went there the more this Elderly Man tried to befriend us. I still remember him what he looked like and makes my hairs on my neck stand up.
So the one day we were playing near the dodge cars and he called us and was feeling himself and smiling at us...we at that age knew what he was doing was so wrong, and cannot imagine how many others he did that too, it makes me sick to think it we the lucky ones,,,and others not..but at 7 what do we know...except right and wrong.
When I was about 10 , my mothers step-brother and family came over and he was a funny uncle and excited our cousins were there , and we all slept in the lounge, and woke up with him molesting me, i knew this was not right....i felt dirty, and went and lay by my father but didnt say anything but felt safe with him.
That Morning, I stayed away from him , and he tried to be very loveable, My mom asked Me whats wrong, and because I didnt want to give her brother a hug good bye i was sent to my room.
when he left i confronted my mom and told her what Happened...Sad thing is My mom called me a Liar.. and I will never forget that. ..I was very close to my dad and never told him , and was scared he would think of me otherwise,,,yet it was not my fault!
The Older I got I did research and even though I grew up I never regarded him as My Uncle, Never would i associate with him never even let him near my kids and I told my kids why.
A few years later My niece told me that he bought her a ticket to come visit him in Johannesburg, and he showed her Porn and dirty magazines...
How on earth can he live with himself, Family of all people.
You know its really sad as so many people are abused in many different ways, that mentally they dont know how to cope and survive , its either passed on into the family or get themselves into depression and they dont realise that THEY ARE NOT TO BLAME...but people react differently and think they are in pure or everyone judges them or they provoked it or they dirty and the list goes on and on.
How did I cope...whey must I give him the benefit of the doubt that he will make my life hell and miserable, and land up with depression...Hell No! It has made me aware and stronger than ever, whatever my kids have told me I have supported them from the beginning.
You have to believe what your kids say or investigate even if you record a conversation Do what ever you have to do to Catch these Disturbing People..
Succeed with your life, and be happy and protect all those close to you, while we climb the ladder they sit on there chair drinking and miserable as hell..
Continue to strive to do your best , and make the best out of your life..
Adios from The Wonderful "Me"
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