When DD was 4 or 5 yo (she can't remember) she was sexually assaulted by her second cousin. I have since the age of about 3yo talked with her about how no one should touch her body and that she can always tell mommy if something happens to her.
It was Thanksgiving of '08. We were decorating the house and the Christmas tree and she started crying and told me that she had something to tell me but she worried I wouldn't believe her. She told me about what had happened. I fell apart, I was scared, and mad! I called my mom at work and through sobbing told her what DD1 had told me. She told me to call the police so I did. We had to go to a specialty place a hour away and they found it to be true. Then the perpetrator had to come to the police department and he ended up admitting to what DD1 accused him of.
We tried one councilor (DD insisted it be a female and there was only one taking new patients within a 45 minute distance from us) She never clicked with the woman and didn't like going. I gave her the option to stop.
Then I found a councilor who is a woman who home schooled her 6 children and I had a meeting today ( a hour away) to see what I thought of her. It was great really. I got to tell her what is going on in DD life, what issues we are having that I think stem from the abuse and so on. I think dd will really like her.
One issue that is the hardest (of course next to the violation of my poor little girl) is that Dh family has always been really close. (It was his cousin who did this). The grandpa, the perpetrators parents think we should have kept our mouths shut and that we ruined this young boys life. Our kids and mainly DD1 don't understand why we can't go to family functions. Same with the rest of the family who don't know about it. The grandpa is now dying of cancer and we aren't welcome there and the few times we have stopped by he won't talk to us. To those who don't know about it we are just not showing up and for one thing we did show up for (the boy wasn't going to be there) we were asked to leave so he could come. Like we have to change everything so the kids that did this can live a "normal" life. DD notices all of this and I have to make up excuses because I don't want her to think we are being treated anymore crappy than we already are.
I did call and tell Dh brother who is the only one with a little kid about what happened because I don't want this to happen to anyone else. Dh said that wasn't my place. That is wasn't our business to say anything to anyone. I don't care, it happened to my daughter and I now have the right to protect other little girls.
So the grandpa is going to die and we won't have ever gotten over this. We are pretty much booted from the family. I am sick of people thinking this is all our fault, I am sad, depressed, cry at the drop of a hat. I just want my life back to how it was before someone took my little girls innocents.
I have hidden my feeling and not talked about it and it is all coming to the surface. I tried to be strong for DD.
I am sure non of this makes sense and I am sorry, I am typing away bawling. I don't know what I need, just to get it out, how to live through this, how to help DD...
I have certain people that I meet and my radar goes off to not trust them. It never happened with this boy. He was a good kid, family and I trusted him.
I don't know, thanks for listening.
I pray this never happens to another baby/toddler/child/teen/adult ever again!!!
It was Thanksgiving of '08. We were decorating the house and the Christmas tree and she started crying and told me that she had something to tell me but she worried I wouldn't believe her. She told me about what had happened. I fell apart, I was scared, and mad! I called my mom at work and through sobbing told her what DD1 had told me. She told me to call the police so I did. We had to go to a specialty place a hour away and they found it to be true. Then the perpetrator had to come to the police department and he ended up admitting to what DD1 accused him of.
We tried one councilor (DD insisted it be a female and there was only one taking new patients within a 45 minute distance from us) She never clicked with the woman and didn't like going. I gave her the option to stop.
Then I found a councilor who is a woman who home schooled her 6 children and I had a meeting today ( a hour away) to see what I thought of her. It was great really. I got to tell her what is going on in DD life, what issues we are having that I think stem from the abuse and so on. I think dd will really like her.
One issue that is the hardest (of course next to the violation of my poor little girl) is that Dh family has always been really close. (It was his cousin who did this). The grandpa, the perpetrators parents think we should have kept our mouths shut and that we ruined this young boys life. Our kids and mainly DD1 don't understand why we can't go to family functions. Same with the rest of the family who don't know about it. The grandpa is now dying of cancer and we aren't welcome there and the few times we have stopped by he won't talk to us. To those who don't know about it we are just not showing up and for one thing we did show up for (the boy wasn't going to be there) we were asked to leave so he could come. Like we have to change everything so the kids that did this can live a "normal" life. DD notices all of this and I have to make up excuses because I don't want her to think we are being treated anymore crappy than we already are.
I did call and tell Dh brother who is the only one with a little kid about what happened because I don't want this to happen to anyone else. Dh said that wasn't my place. That is wasn't our business to say anything to anyone. I don't care, it happened to my daughter and I now have the right to protect other little girls.
So the grandpa is going to die and we won't have ever gotten over this. We are pretty much booted from the family. I am sick of people thinking this is all our fault, I am sad, depressed, cry at the drop of a hat. I just want my life back to how it was before someone took my little girls innocents.
I have hidden my feeling and not talked about it and it is all coming to the surface. I tried to be strong for DD.
I am sure non of this makes sense and I am sorry, I am typing away bawling. I don't know what I need, just to get it out, how to live through this, how to help DD...
I have certain people that I meet and my radar goes off to not trust them. It never happened with this boy. He was a good kid, family and I trusted him.
I don't know, thanks for listening.
I pray this never happens to another baby/toddler/child/teen/adult ever again!!!









