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It’s been there for thirty years, just lingering in the back of my mind. Dormant like Cancer in remission; something you hope will never come back and just when you think you have it beaten, there it is again.
I can barely remember being raped, maybe because it was so long ago, or maybe because I just didn’t want to remember. Either way, I remember. I remember what they did to me at the innocent age of 4 years old and the pain and suffering they caused upon me. They hurt me, physically and mentally. The physical pain is easily forgotten and the easiest to heal; it’s the mental pain one cannot fully recover from. This is what I believe to have been the beginning of my reign on all men until I finally received the help I needed. I needed the Lord’s guidance and I needed professional help after what those bastards did to me. I’ve always needed the Lord to guide me, but what they did to me caused a path of destruction which took me years to overcome….I just didn’t see it until now.
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