Unknowingly, my family put me in the clutches of a pedophile - for about 3 years. Now that they know what happened, they have blamed everything on me for "telling".
They can't see past their part in it and hate me for "telling".
They have even gone so far as to tell me I'm lying and also blame my therapist, Mr.S, because I "told" him.
My family is mad at me because I waited to "tell" until the pedophile was dead.
My mother, in anger, shouted at me that if I'd "told" my father, he would have stopped it.
My sister promised lawsuits and restraining orders for me, if I don't stop "telling".
My brother wished me dead, because of the "telling".
My other sister advised I keep my problems to myself and stop "telling" lies.
My other brother decided he had to believe the others because they "told" him I'm a liar.
I kept the secret for nearly 4 decades, because I and my family was threatened with harm, if I "told".
The secret is out.
I have lost my family and my husband, but gained the respect of my daughter - all in the "telling". I have healed because of the telling. It was difficult to see and hear how my family reacted to my "telling" and I've spent many months missing them and crying for them, but I have learned to set boundaries and I have gained respect for myself - all from the "telling".
I have also found the blogging community to have been a great part of my healing - all in the telling.