Survivor Story-2: Incest & Pedophila (Paedophilia)

Survivor Story-2: Incest & Pedophila (Paedophilia)

Logically its hard for somebody who do not have access to our children or our trust to be able to emotionally exploit our children, it is relatively easy for someone who has free access and our trust as well as trust of our children to be able to exploit and pose a threat. There is statistical evidence to that and perhaps we will write another blog about only facts, but for now it is important to focus and emphasize on the point that we are responsible for our children and we should not be blind to the possibilities of what this story tell us.

"My psychologist told me that sometimes we forget what makes us suffer as our brain's defence mechanism. I don't remember how old I was, but I know it was between my 4th and 5th years. I always spent the weekends at my grandmother's house, in a very small village in the countryside. My uncle, my grandmother's brother, lived in another city far away, but whenever he had the opportunity, he also came to my grandmother's house for a few days. 

 I could never understand why my family never suspected an older man taking such a small girl with him to the middle of nowhere, with the excuse of going fishing, because that's what he loved to do the most. I don't remember everything that happened, just some parts of it, like him, asking me to take off my panties and peeing near him, and I didn't understand why he asked me to do that because I didn't feel I needed it. 

Likewise, I remember him taking off his clothes and carrying me in his arms, the feeling was very strange because I could feel him rubbing against me, I didn't know what was really happening because I was very little l and innocent. I don't remember feeling pain, just a very uncomfortable feeling that still, I can't identify. I think that I really don't want to remember, I'm afraid of those memories. I don't know how many times this has happened to me, either. I never told my family anything, because everyone liked him very much, he was loved by everyone. I only understood what had happened to me when I became a teenager. Since then, I start to feel ashamed when I used to see him around. He never touched me again after I grew up, but he did to another child and was reported to the police, but he had a lot of money and paid good lawyers and was never arrested. 

Only now, after many years of becoming a mother, I was able to tell my psychologist what happened, because he wanted to understand why I am so protective of my son, I never leave him with anyone, I don't trust people, and never leave him with friends or neighbours. Until this day I haven't been able to tell my family about it. My uncle died a few years ago, and maybe I was the only one who didn't cry for his death. 

I forgave him, he had a slow and painful death from an illness. And I leave here this statement of mine for all fathers and mothers, everyone who is responsible for taking care of a child. Pay attention to your children and don't trust all people, even if they seem harmless, unfortunately, there are a lot of sick people in this world. Protect your children. This is a trauma that has no cure, that we carry with us forever."

If you have read the story,  please leave your comments to share your thoughts. Lets help  each other understand and be more informed. You can stop the possibilities of abuse by understanding the early signs.