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Old Apr 03, 2010, 08:38 PM
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When I was six, seven, eight, nine, ten years old my uncle (mother's brother) sexually assaulted me. She invited him to spend time at our house in summers because his familiy lived in poverty and she wanted to give him opportunity.

She did not know I was assaulted until I was forty-one years old and my then BF was angry at me and called my mom on the telephone and told her. I was at mom's house where we were having a party for children. She walked into the room after the phone call and asked me if it was true. I said yes. She said, well how far up did he stick it. I wanted to sink into the floor because aunts and children were in the room. Then she said I think your father did it. Parents are divorced and mum still has anger issues and wants me to side with her.

I had been staying with mum for three months preceding this conversation. I moved back in with my violent BF that day because I could not deal with her. blah blah blah I later killed BF in self defense. Had major PTSD. blah blah blah

PTSD from BF is better. I have not mentioned the sexual assault to my mom since then. But she at times will invite me for dinner and will invite my uncle too and she doesn't tell me. I don't know until I get there and I pretend nothing ever happened.

I am tired of pretending.

Mom invited me for Easter dinner a week ago. Today she mentions that she isn't sure if uncle's wife will be able to attend because her mom is sick. I said you invited ----. Yes.

Tomorrow we are supposed to eat at 2pm. I am going to call and ask if my uncle has left yet around 2:30 and I expect he will be there. I am going to say, I don't want to keep pretending that nothing ever happened. Call me when he is gone and I will come up to eat leftovers then. I don't want to talk about it because you don't believe me anyway. If you want to know what happened ask him.

What do you think might happen? Is this a good plan? Do you have a different idea?
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Thanks for this!
lynn P.