Thank You-For Believing Me

As a follow up to my last post I wanted to say thank you to all of you who read, commented, shared, and believe in the sanctity of childhood.

I try to stay focused on positive and uplifting.   But I realize that is not always possible.

I recognize(d) a few things when dealing with, learning about, and talking about abuse and healing.

1.  Things that are too ugly to look at are the very things we need to not only look at.  But stare down.  Dissect and destroy.

2.  There are some things that can appear beautiful but have ugly and hidden layers unseen.

3.  Most important.   The very basic goodness, decency and truth of the majority of human beings cannot be destroyed.  We just don’t talk about it or rave about it as much as we should.

I was abused as a child.  I didn’t tell a soul.   It happens.  I don’t really care if there are people who don’t believe me.  But I will be honest and say I have never had that experience.    And not for one minute do I blame the people who I didn’t tell.   Who I blame….is who did it.    I do believe the course of my life was forever changed because of it.  I recognize how I developed, why I do the things I do, why I react the way I react to things.   I know that through out my life I have made decisions based on what I could deal with in the way that I could deal with it.

Through this journey of my life I have seen the ugly.  I have seen false beauty.  I have known fear.   I have cowered in the dark of night.   And I have cowered in the light of day.

But I live.

And I live well.

I have said and will say forever:  what was done to me is not who I am.

Because above all-above everything bad I have ever seen-

I believe in the human spirit.  I believe that the world is full of compassionate and loving people.   I believe I am better than any ugly act any one ever inflicted on me.

I thank you.  For being part of this world of compassionate and loving people.  And I thank you.  For making me laugh.  Making me think.   For sharing who you are.  And accepting who I am.

And I thank you.

For believing me.