katydid23
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I am truly sorry you both have been through this. I stopped a situation from happening to me by a family friend's son a long time ago. I didn't say anything to anyone else, but I did protect my sisters from getting into the same position. We were young, he was not, and he was manipulative. The family friend (not the son) is a dear friend to me, and her son is just... I don't know. I try not to think about what he "tried" to do anymore, only because I was able to get myself away from the situation. However, when I was that young, had I been tangled up and had he moved further, I still feel as if it would be difficult for me to say something because his parents are so close to us, and completely not weird at all. My point is, young girls are so vulnerable, and sometimes, they are caught in situations that they don't know how to handle. AJ was not away for long, and I really hope this is not true, but if there was sexual abuse, she may have just recently began learning how to "tell" on someone. I know that I would be devastated to have let anything happen to my younger sisters. Just sayin' I really hope this is not true, but this is motive...JMO
I used to help run survivor support groups. The vast majority of child abuse survivors that I met never told anyone when they were kids. And it was NOT because they did not trust their loved ones. It was often because of their love for their caretakers.
In my case, for example--- my parents were divorcing and my mom moved her 3 young kids back home. It was the only way she could figure out how to deal with it all at first. I saw how stressed she was, going back to work for first time in many years, dealing with her grief over the divorce. I did not want to add to it by telling her that he little brother was doing 'weird' things to me.
Besides that, he was very loving and caring and attentive. So it was confusing. He did the things that I was needing right then--paying attention, being there for us, walking us home from school, helping with homework, taking us to the movies---and it was our special little secret. Also, there was shame involved. He had a way of convincing me that I was to blame for it anyway.
I couldnt ever tell my father because I KNEW he woul probably kill my uncle if he ever found out. Seriously. I could not imagine losing my father so I never ever told him. Ever.