What many do not understand is that ABUSE doesn't just involve the Catholic Church or males. I was abused when I was 11 by a Nazarene Minister's son who was 18 and already accepted into the Seminary on a scholarship.
After he was granted a "church" upon his graduation, he came home for the Spring when I was 18 years old. He came to the house and wanted to 'take me out.' (I had been beaten when I was 11--told whatever happened was MY fault because I had my mother's blood...) and my great-grandmother insisted I should go out with him, because maybe he wanted to apologize.
Now how stupid was that?!? And did I go? No. And My cousin, in whom I confided, when Dougie kept coming by my house asking me to go out, finally took two of his friends and beat the living crap out of Dougie... Dougie never bothered me after that. But for years I lived in fear he would find me, even after I moved to California.
Now I'd beat the crap out of him all by myself... me and Smith & Wesson.
