Dalcourt
August 29th, 2015, 10:23 AM
I lived with a foster family as a kid and the biological son they had sexually abused me and some other foster kids they had.
To make a long story short I told my grandma what happened, she called the cops and the guy got locked up in some hospital as he's mentally challenged.
I hardly ever really think about the whole thing and apart from my grandma hardly anyone knows about it.
Memories seemed to have faded.
Yesterday however I met my abuser's Mom. I recognized her at once and she recognized me, too and said hi.
She seemed unsure at first but then started to talk to me. Told me how sorry she was and that she's all alone now. Her son locked up, her husband divorced her after the whole thing blaming her for not properly looking after what's happening in the house. And she isn't allowed to have foster kids anymore.
I really pity her, she's a nice lady...and I never blamed her. She didn't do anything wrong. I really would like to do something for her but at the same time I hardly couldn't bear being around her...she made all the memories flooding back. I had nightmares last night, I could hardly sleep.
She's a broken woman and it made me so sad to see her suffer but how could I ever talk to her or just see her without thinking about what had happened.
Still, I feel guilty for having ruined her life.
I feel I have wronged her somehow.
The whole thing is troubling me a lot ... as I said not many people know about it so I don't really know anyone I can share my feelings with.
I so wish I hadn't met her...even if she had not talked to me .... the wounds are all reopened now.
I'm feeling like hell for some time now even without that shit but now...
Why can't this life just end?
To make a long story short I told my grandma what happened, she called the cops and the guy got locked up in some hospital as he's mentally challenged.
I hardly ever really think about the whole thing and apart from my grandma hardly anyone knows about it.
Memories seemed to have faded.
Yesterday however I met my abuser's Mom. I recognized her at once and she recognized me, too and said hi.
She seemed unsure at first but then started to talk to me. Told me how sorry she was and that she's all alone now. Her son locked up, her husband divorced her after the whole thing blaming her for not properly looking after what's happening in the house. And she isn't allowed to have foster kids anymore.
I really pity her, she's a nice lady...and I never blamed her. She didn't do anything wrong. I really would like to do something for her but at the same time I hardly couldn't bear being around her...she made all the memories flooding back. I had nightmares last night, I could hardly sleep.
She's a broken woman and it made me so sad to see her suffer but how could I ever talk to her or just see her without thinking about what had happened.
Still, I feel guilty for having ruined her life.
I feel I have wronged her somehow.
The whole thing is troubling me a lot ... as I said not many people know about it so I don't really know anyone I can share my feelings with.
I so wish I hadn't met her...even if she had not talked to me .... the wounds are all reopened now.
I'm feeling like hell for some time now even without that shit but now...
Why can't this life just end?