A Name to my molester
I am a little ready to call out the name of my molester, yet still afraid to share it all.
ALAN
That is all I can give at this moment in time.
The Sign
So, my good friend gave me two books last week. Books to help me through the healing process. I got them at work and only briefly glanced through them before placing them in my back pack. I had seen them several days now in the back pack. Still I had not looked or read them any more then the first day I got them. This evening while sitting on the couch, my back pack fell to the floor from the barstool. I went over to pick it up and place it back on the barstool. As I picked it up these two books fell out. They were the only things that fell out. That my friend was a SIGN from God. So, I spent 20 minutes reading them. (I know only 20 minutes, but that is great for me, I am NOT a reader) I know they will help.
Affirmation
I met with the detective today. I was so nervous, but with the support of my mother-in-law I made it. I did it! The detective was very nice and understanding. She was very helpful as well. Most of all, she wants him arrested and in jail! Those words mean so much more then you know. It means she believes me, that is was not my fault, that I shouldn’t feel stupid or wrong for not coming forward before now, that I am worth it to have my molester brought to justice! It feels really good to know I have the law on my side. It was a good day for me.
Statue of limitations. We still have to find out about this. I only pray that this will fall in my favor. I have to have faith.
