I Am A Survivor

It is so hard to remember my childhood before "it" started.
I was eight years old when my oldest brother taught me a "fun game".
It was not fun. It was not a game.
I do know that from that moment on I looked at the world with different eyes.
I always felt the world saw me differently and knew my secret.
How long the abuse lasted or how frequent doesn't matter.
It only takes one moment to steal the innocence.
One threat of retribution to instill the guilt.
It affects every relationship you will ever have.
It affects everything you think, say and do in your life.
I was almost 50 years old before I found the strength to speak my secret.
A good friend, Mark, made me see that I was not the guilty one, I was a victim.
I am not a victim anymore, I am a survivor.
That little girl inside still finds it hard to trust.
She will always be there, but she is wise beyond her years.
1 in 7 boys and 1 in 4 girls are victims of incest
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