A child now grown woman who endured child sexual abuse, possesses stamina, endurance and a special beauty to be cherished and exalted. Yes, exulted. To be attacked this way by a loved one, then hushed into silence as terror claims her soul, and betrayal becomes her only known friend, shows endurance, strength and an ingenuity to survive that is unparalleled in ‘common hours.’ (Thank you Thoreau)
We gather safely in the blogging world to finally reveal this horrific pain, ultimate betrayals, burdens unbearable, yet we bore. Some is unloaded, a little at a time as a trust develops that may not have occurred for one so alone since childhood. And it is healing, helpful, supportive.
It is easy to see these distinct characteristics in others, their courage, bravery unrivaled, beauty, strength, tenacity, and brilliance at surviving the un-survivable, moving past surviving to living fully, with richness and depth. Yet too often it is hard, so very difficult, and almost impossible at times, to be fully aware of these same qualities in oneself. But there they are. You are here. I am here. What strength that takes. We have much to offer the world in our survival, just in being here.
Laugh, enjoy, love, and yes, take that leap of faith… in yourself and in others.
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