I struggled for years with my own faith in God and the amount and type of abuse that happened to me...as a child.

I went to see all different kinds of clergy,, on a quest... because I just could not understand how this could happen to me, why did it happen to me.. until finally one caring person finally got me to realize - that it wasn't because "God" "hated me" - and that is what I thought. I thought that I had been "picked" to go thru this.

My abuse happened because there are bad and evil people in all professions and walks in the life. That people closest to you can betray you - because they have also been hurt and wounded.

I realized that God was with me to give me strength and gave me a strong will that I might survive. If I hadn't had the strong will - I just might not have made it.

I also learned thru the years that because of my experiences, I was able to have a helping impact on other people... and I have done so.

But the struggle to get to this point was long and hard and painful..

And I feel your pain and I am so very sorry.