… I am in love with a wonderful woman. She is my treasure and my joy. We are planning to be married at my Unitarian church in 2002. Some days her beauty takes my breath away.
And sometimes looking at her fills me with rage.
Her stepfather raped her from the time she was 8 until she was 19. He would steal her most prized possessions and then make her “trade” for them. After the first eight years, she was so damaged that she would initiate contact with him when she got home from school, so that she could sleep that whole night without waking up to him molesting her. ::stomach feels queasy already::
She told her mother, the counselor at school, and her boyfriends, but they either didn’t believe her, or felt powerless to help. Her mother told her that she was making this up because she liked Madonna too much (whatever). She was using her allowance to buy locks for her bedroom door (he’s a builder, and always found a way to get around them) and constantly running away, but her mother never got a clue. She still doesn’t believe her own daughter.
Anyway… knowing all of this fills me with rage. I can read about worse things than this on the news and in trashy paperbacks, but it hits so close to home, because she is my precious love. I wish more than anything that I could have protected her, that I had known her then, because I would have believed her. I would have known where she could have gone for help. I could have stopped it all before eleven years had passed and she ended it by finally getting out of that house.
Are there any other people like me who are trying their best to support someone who suffers from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder and flashbacks?
Who don’t know what to do with their anger? Where to direct it or how to stop it?
Please… if anyone has coping stratgies, let me know.