WHY ?

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 All I ever wanted in life was to be able to understand. I have spent many hours searching, reading, talking and learning. Why is the only question never to be answered. Something even a child knows, I remember my children used to think it very funny when I gave an answer they would reply why. This would carry on no matter how many answers I gave them, followed by bouts of laughter.


Life, nothing ever made sense to me, I could try to explain it but because I did not understand what I was seeing, it was hard to put into words. Many people that suffer in this world will ask why, worst of all our children. to which I will never begin to understand.


I am not a religious person, I believe in one god yes, I don't belong to a church and I don't preach religion but I do get annoyed when I hear people blaming God for our suffering. My reasons are very clear to me, all too often man/woman uses him as an escape goat. Responsibility for our health and lives lies with us. People who hurt others must accept their responsibility and their friends, mothers, cousins, brothers or sisters must stop giving them excuses. Lenient sentences are dished out on a daily basis in our courts because perpetrators of crime can give so many excuses as to why it was not their fault.


We accept these excuses because as humans we cannot face up to our own kinds ability to commit such vile and cruel acts. I thoroughly believe that God does not make monsters, responsibility for that lies with us.

Here Come The Boys, Introducing Rick Belden

A real treat for you, visit my Guest Blog and say hello to Rick Belden, an extraordinary man, supporting and speaking out by giving a voice to the Male Survivors. Show him some support, leave him a comment and visit him at his web site.

GUEST BLOG
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Medicine

I don't see myself as a rock, maybe a large pebble. It is not easy to stay strong and keep fighting. If I am a rock then my children are as much a rock to me. We support each other. Today I went to speak to someone, to let go and release some stress. Just having that little outlet has done me the world of good. Talking is the best medicine for the troubled mind so people keep talking.

Guest Blog

I have started a new blog, it is a guest blog, where I am inviting advocates and survivors supporting the fight against abuse to share their stories, knowledge and ideas to help us all bring awareness enabling us to protect children. Our guests today are Lizzie McGlynn author of "I Forgive You Daddy" and up and coming new poet Kathleen Freeman. Please take a moment to visit us here. Educate, learn and leave us a comment of support. If you have something to share and would like to guest contact by Direct Message on Twitter, In Comment Box  below or Email me at email below. Thank you.



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Ignorance Mr Clark

Today has been a day of terrible disappointment to me. We are trying to bring about change by educating the general public on child abuse. All abuse is unacceptable. We are educating so they can arm themselves through knowledge and  face up to abuse enabling better protection for our children. Well slap me back down, because yet again the voice of ignorance rears its ugly head in the form of Ken Clarke. Typically he cannot find it in his political head to apologize for his hurtful remark on how "some rapes are not as bad as others". If he only knew what it is like to be raped, he would of been struck dumb before uttering such dribble. When are the goverment and its justice system going to stop making excuses for the crime of  Rape. Have the guts to face up to the impact of Rape on someone's life and stop belittling this Crime. Is it any wonder that in Edinburgh today a  member of a Paedophile Gang had his sentence halved after an appeal. Do you think that perhaps the Appeal Court thought what he did "wasn't that bad."

Trust

I have been very thoughtful today, I realized how afraid I am when it comes to trust. I have always been over sensitive, when I hurt I really hurt. After being too trusting, too gullible I am just so very afraid. We give our trust blindly and don't realise it until it's too late. How on earth do you get it back. Will I be able to trust again, life is lonely keeping everyone at arms length. Perhaps I will die a lonely old lady. I imagine myself sitting in an armchair in a dark and dusty room. A cat and some old books for company. Guilt will be my friend and not because I want it as a friend but because we are stuck with each other. An unwelcomed guest that I invited in because I once trusted. Sad.

Forgotten Vow

During World War 2 the German Radical Community (A Network Of Abusers) carried out Genocide, they abused and murdered millions of men women and children. Humanity worldwide was shocked and traumatized by this event. Like all abusers they thought themselves superior to their victims. It was not one race but many races they targeted, Jewish, Polish, Gypsies and Russian soldiers etc. Age was of no meaning to them, the victims could of been 9 yrs old or 99yrs old. The world vowed to never let this happen again.

We know that abduction, trafficking, murder, rape, and abuse of our children happens every minute, hour and day.Who really knows how many, hundreds, thousands or millions, yes this is happening right now. Child Abusers are building their own networks to pass information and encourage these vile acts. It has somehow become acceptable in our society and that is shown in the lenience of sentences for these crimes. Its alright that reports of child abuse are found daily on the news and in the newspapers. How do these events seem normal to us and fail to shock us.Today we turn a blind eye instead of showing our outrage and contempt for these vile crimes against the most vulnerable in our society, we have forgotten our vow.

A Mask Of Justice

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I am mulling over a conversation I had the other day with a survivor on Facebook. We discussed our situations and the need for alter egos whilst using Twitter. I joked that we were like Super Heroes hiding behind our masks but in reality its not funny at all. We shouldn't have to hide behind anything. We are not the Abusers yet we are the ones forced into hiding our identity in order to protect and safeguard ourselves and those who we love. I cannot for the life of me understand how people stand for the way in which the Justice System treats the ones who need protecting the most. I neither understand how the vast majority can carry on in life accepting this without question.

I do wonder over the years has the system been corrupted to suit the Abusers, there are those who would argue that every one is entitled to a fair chance to prove their innocence but the Abusers are being given more than a fair chance in the way that they abuse the system.We are empowering them by giving them Bail and expecting them to follow our rules. So many times we hear about Abusers committing offenses whilst out on bail, really is this fair.

After all is said and done what fairness was given to the children or victims that they so violently abused. Do they give them a moment of thought whilst they carry out these vile acts, no. If they are found guilty the sentence is minimum. Why is it that Scotland has the Lowest Convictions in these crimes, its because Victims see no sense in reporting the crime to a system that not only Bullies but cannot give Justice. We are no longer living in the Dark Ages it is the Year 2011.

My Mosaic heart

Disclosure will shattered your heart but it will not kill you, the broken heart can be mended. Your heart will not be as it was, your children’s love and strength can help to put the bits back together just like mine, how I love my new heart!!!

Searching

There are many different types of abusers, most enjoy causing physical pain, they have to be in control and physical pain not only excites them but aids them to do this by instilling fear of pain, (I am trying to understand and process this too.) Then there's the other part, turning all blame onto the victim so the victim is the one at fault, you made me do it. To get to the children you have to get past the mother (as I was told) how did you do it ? Day after day I have driven myself to the brink searching, disecting and analysing. Its 3.30am and yet again I can't find my peaceful friend Sleep. So here goes, he did it by using Distraction, introducing problems that weren't there thats how I explain it and if need inventing problems. Somewhere along the line I was put inside myself with all my problems, or the problems and distractions of my own life. I hope this is making sense, anyway left inside your own mind, you are the problem. Like one of those tacky ships in a bottle with the cork in it. Am I making sense?. Yes so there I was in a bottle and disconnected with all the problems, which were many but can't talk about that at the moment. So there mother out of the way, now this abuser is  very dangerous . I never knew someone with so much confidence, something I envied so because of my lack of it, it is only now I see the risks he was taking.