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Why I Never Put My Baby in a Crib
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Mensaje para un superviviente
Not everyone is your molester or abuser. Healing takes time.
Mensaje de sanación
Forgiving one's self for being duped or taken advantage of.
I must have been six or seven. For some reason being 5 sticks in my mind. I know I was young because my brother is 5 years younger than I am, and he was still sleeping in a crib. I remember a game and being lured to that crib in a nursery on the second floor in the back of the house, off another bedroom. Placed in it, with my Uncle's face hovering above me. Bewilderment and fear. Then nothing. No memory. Just darkness and a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach whenever I saw him, and even now when I think of him. He has been dead 16 years. I last saw him at another Uncle's funeral. I was pregnant with my daughter, and I had told no one yet. I gave him my back and refused to speak to him. I needed to protect my daughter, and finally myself from even having to be civil to him. A cost to survivors is being made complicit with civility toward our molesters.
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