My Story Part 1

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There's a lot of us out there with stories to tell.  Some of us don't want those stories being told. Meanwhile, others don't know how or where to start.  Many of us have happy, joyful stories.  Others have painful, unthinkable stories.  I have a story.  My story is painful and for years I've held it all in.  When I was younger, I began to tell my story, but as far as I can remember, that story was never finished.  A few days ago, I thought about writing a book about it.  Now, I'm not to sure about that process.  

I have some fears in my life.  When I was younger, I only had two; my dad and heights. Now that I'm older, my fears are heights, failure, and my children going through what I went through.  Failure is a fear that came to play when I was thinking about writing a book about what happened to me when I was about 11 or 12 years old.  If you haven't figured it out by now, my story is what every parent fears for their children.  It's an ugly and nasty word.  It's an act of sexual violence and no child or adult should ever have to worry or think about.  It's something no parent should have to fear, but it happens and it doesn't have an age preference.  

I've been to court but I only remember one day or two.  I don't recall anything happening to this guy.  I don't believe he stopped either.  I understand that I may be a little too late with trying to tell my story, but the way I see it, better late than never.  It may even sound brave of me to want to talk about it.  It may even help younger girls and some older women to want to speak up on what has happened to them.   I will tell my story, but not today.  My story will be broken up only because it's a long one. It could take three days or may less.  If you are interested in reading about it, then stay tuned.

My story is ugly.  It's not meant for sympathy, or tears.  I'm not looking for anyone to apologize about what happened to me, it wasn't your fault.  I don't want money, or anything else. I just want tell my story and finally let it all go.  I don't have a problem with talking about it, I have a problem with letting it go.  I thought I had let it go when I went to bible study one time, but unfortunately, it's still there.  

Thanks for reading........Let's Talk