tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362373399405910593.post596856068235617212..comments2023-12-11T20:18:37.225-06:00Comments on Shattering the Silence: Victims No MoreRoger Mannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07591791342062150604noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362373399405910593.post-54763138819029888262015-12-25T09:05:27.128-06:002015-12-25T09:05:27.128-06:00I remember very well the first time I wrote those ...I remember very well the first time I wrote those words. I was posting my story for the very first time. It was hard for me to do that. I had resisted saying it, thinking it, and absolutely avoided putting anything in writing. For many minutes after I found myself upstairs in the bathroom crying into a large towel to keep from being overheard by my family. I did that more than once. <br /><br />For me it was the finale acceptance of the truth about my father. I had lived a fantasy I clung to with all my emotional might that what happened between us meant he loved me and wanted me as his son. Maybe even just that on some level he liked me. Writing those words, accepting those facts dissolved that fantasy once and for all and it hurt so bad to let that go that I still sometimes grieve it's loss.<br /><br />Reality is sometimes not pretty. Sometimes it is very messy. But reality is where I need to live. It is healthier if less comforting for a while. And it helps me heal from the lies I was told, taught, assumed or told myself.<br /><br />For a while it was "There's no such thing as gravity, the WHOLE world sucks!" But now the gravity of reality has be firmly grounded and I am relating to the world and others in healthier ways than ever.Roger Mannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07591791342062150604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362373399405910593.post-83717848796941605842015-12-21T08:55:37.990-06:002015-12-21T08:55:37.990-06:00I was too.... but overcoming!
I was too.... but overcoming!<br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01689589533873053598noreply@blogger.com