13 year olds DO know right from wrong. Kids start going to confession around 7. A 13 year old knows that you don’t touch people in private places. Stop making excuses for your brother. Making excuses for abuse is similar to Stockholm Syndrome, where hostages are empathic to their captors.
My brothers know they did wrong. I know they did wrong. What I’m not going to do is hold it over them for the rest of their lives. My brothers were young. Boys just going through puberty and they wanted sex. That’s all it was. Sex. And I was there. Wrong place, wrong time. (Before someone suggests I’m claiming all abuse is ‘just sex’, I’m saying that is how I see
my situation from the perspective of my brothers. It wasn’t ‘just sex’ for me.)
The people to blame for what happened to me are my parents, not my brothers. They were too busy with their careers to bother raising their 4 kids. If I’m making excuses for anyone it is them, not my brothers. Even then, not really. They stuffed up, big time and I paid the price for it. So did my brothers. I know that too. I moved on from that as well. I suppose I have something akin to Stockholm Syndrome from that because I don’t react negatively to my mother every time I see her as well?
I know it’s quite possible they didn’t know right vs wrong because I didn’t have parents at home raising me either. I didn’t know what they were doing was wrong. I didn’t find that out for years. There were plenty of things that I thought were right, that I know now were wrong. Which I should have known were wrong and which most kids would know were wrong. I didn’t. Nor did my brothers. It’s not excuses. It’s facts.
I am not going against Christianity when I am touched a certain way my mind goes back to what happened, or even being touched to be woken up puts me in a panic. Because that is what happened, I was woken up as an 8 year old little girl being touched by a man that was like a father to me.
I don’t wish him ill. I don’t want him to burn in hell. I’m not going against Christianity just because it pops in my mind occasionally and it makes me uncomfortable.
It isn’t like I go around talking about it, however, it doesn’t just go away. And no victim should live with their abuser, ever. Like these girls had to do. Their parents knew and just swept it under the rug. Disgusting.
Abuse IS the issue. I wouldn’t have this problem if I wasn’t abused. I have talked to mental health professionals and I go to the psychologist regularly, I have been assured that my feelings are normal and no, we don’t talk about it every time I go, just so you know. It was an abhorrent thing to happen to someone. I didn’t choose this. I didn’t ask for it. I didn’t ruin my damn life.
And you to have the audacity to say that I am wrong and going against Christianity makes me want to come through this computer and show you what “going against Christianity” is. :stretcher:
It’s telling people that they can’t move on that I consider to be unchristian. It isn’t some universal truth that people make it out to be. That’s why I will be so frank and say that yes, we can move on. That message needs to be put out there. Not for the sake of the men who are guilty, but for the sake of the women who have gone through it. We don’t have to stay angry, or hurt, or any of the myriad of emotions that result. It is possible to acknowledge that the abuse happened, that it had consequences and still move on.
I bought up forgiveness because the inability to move on is often linked to the statement that we can’t expect forgiveness of such acts. I reject that too, and that is absolutely unchristian!
The fact that you haven’t moved on isn’t unchristian. I don’t think ‘moving on’ is a simple thing. It’s anything but. I’ve been there. I know that. The inability to do something yet doesn’t make one unchristian. I apologise I wasn’t clear that I don’t consider you unchristian because you are yet to move on.
(The comment about blaming the abuse for ‘ruining my life’ wasn’t about you. You didn’t say it ruined your life. I don’t know if you think it did or not. It’s a comment I’ve heard numerous times and it was relevant.)
Forgiveness doesn’t mean the scars go away or your mind forgets it.
Did I say forget? Nope. Clearly one doesn’t forget. I remember what happened to me. Nor does it mean there aren’t effects from it. There are and we have to learn to manage them as best we can. Scars may not go away, but they can fade.
I think the message that “we never get over it” is a very very dangerous message to tell women. If something is impossible, why even bother trying? It’s worth trying, and it is possible to succeed.
As for wanting to stick a label of sexual deviant on someone for a mistake they made when they were 14… that disgusts me.