I asked Gary Roe to write several posts. He also tells his story in my book When a Man You Love Was Abused.
The sexual abuse in my background took place early in my childhood. My world was very small. I can’t remember knowing any kids my age during that time. When I started school, things began to change.
I met a few safe people in my life—several teachers, a few classmates who became good friends. I became a serious competitive swimmer, which put me in touch with more safe people and families.
When my family blew apart, and my dad died suddenly of a heart attack, one family took me in. Living in their home, I experienced safety from the inside out. I could feel myself beginning to relax.
To this day, whenever I talk to anyone in that adoptive family, a wave of safety washes over me. Whenever I am with them, I feel as if nothing bad could ever happen again. And even if disaster did occur, I know that everything would be fine.
I was able to imagine what it might be like to live from that kind of reservoir of safety. Wow.
I didn't look for those safe people. I believe God brought them into my life. They would say God brought me into theirs.
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