I don’t know how to begin.
I wanted to tell you this before you released balloons for a man that you actually do not know. Your husband, your father, you ‘protector’ – make sure, along with that, you also add molester, rapist, and liar.
From the time that I was nine years old, there was a secret that could not be shared. Or, a secret that I thought couldn’t be shared. What is funny about this whole thing is that it may not even be a surprise to most of you. But for those of you that are still in denial, or may not know, Oliver Rudolf Theopolis Black destroyed my life.
He tried to break me, brainwash me and turn me into the puppets that you all are. I would love to go through all of the wonderful details of how every day he would touch my
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They were a chance for me to finally be safe. Why? Because when you were over, he wouldn’t touch me. He wanted everything to remain safely under the rug.
Well, to hell with that. Many of you knew he was a molester. A few even knew he was molesting me. Did you know he raped me? Did you know during the week I spent at his house, he came in my room, unbuttoned his belt, pulled off my covers and put my face into the pillow? Did you know he took down my pajamas, and my underwear, and raped me, in the very house he lived in with his wife? The same house I had no choice but to stay in while mom was out of town.
So, now you know. Still want to call him ‘husband’, ‘father’ or ‘friend’?
You may be thinking, ‘Why are you doing this now?’ What’s funny is that is the same question I would ask myself when he had his hands down my pants. Does this hurt to read? It doesn’t hurt nearly as badly as I did when he forced himself on me. It doesn’t sting as badly as it stung when I was made to go through all of this alone.
Then, I realized/found out that my father, my mother, my grandmother, my potential stepfather AND my brother all knew this was happening and could have stopped it, but chose not to do anything. To those I’ve listed, YOU LET THIS