I am a rape survior. This is my guilt and shame. These are my thorns in the flesh. Some days pass without much thought of it and then there
are days like today where I am so distracted by the images of my past that I am good for nothing. Those around me are oblivious to it all, which is fine by me. I would rather not explain things I'm having trouble sorting out myself. I often wonder how one brief but terribly
violent event in my life could change how I live, love, and relate to others, often subconsciously. But it's always there and always will be. I view God too in a different way. He's still my best friend but when I needed him the most he was nowhere to be found. He didn't hear
me. This was difficult for me to accept but he's here now helping me pick up the pieces. For this I am grateful. I don't know why I'm telling you all this today. I think maybe I just wanted to share these
thoughts with someone I know wouldn't(couldn't)turn away. It's easier to say these things not having to make eye contact.
She cries out to me, the child within myself. She clutches at me, tugging at my thoughts and asking to be remembered. Her...fingers reach through time
and her sad...eyes burn the symbol of her pain onto my soul.Broken Feather,Suzanne Stutman
I found this quote on a site I visit called Escaping Hades. I'm not going to provide a direct click to it because of the graphic nature of some of what you'll find there. But I'll supply the url. Warning: it could be triggering for rape, sex abuse and incest surviors. This is a unique place because it
includes male rape survivors.
http://www.escapinghades.com/guiltshame.html
Thank you Simon for providing a place where I feel safe to speak my heart. Thank you all for listening.
love,
Seven
Edited by - SevenOfNine on 16 December 2000 16:38:20