Jax, I have been the very same way! I've made all sorts of excuses for him, even thinking I had forgiven him, or worse yet, that there was nothing to forgive, that it didn't really matter because he didn't hurt me physically. Then I remember that my mom told me once that my oldest half-sister went after him with a hammer. Sarcasticly said, "I wonder why!?!" One of me neices called him a "horn dog." Hmmm...! My own mother told me she caught him looking up a maid's dress and feeling up her leg. And THAT brings up other issues with my mom. Where was she all this time when he was being "improper" with ME?? With her head in the sand, no doubt. The same place she had it when her mother abused me!

I remember wanting to get in bed with him once and he wouldn't let me. Too many witnesses! My mom and grandmother. I complained to my mom and she asked him. He just rolled over in bed and faced the wall. My mother said to me, "That is called 'rejection.'" Thanks loads, Mom!!

How sick!!! How truly and utterly SICK!!!