Over 30 years ago I had a life changing experience. Never in my wildest nightmares would I have imagined the life that would become my reality. For many years I felt that I should share my experiences, but rejected the thought of writing them, afraid that reliving the memories would take me back into a dark place that caused these experiences in the first place. Over time I had tried to put things down on paper, but the memories were so painful to me that I’d end up crying each time I tried to write. So I avoided writing, it was too hard. But something has changed in me, and I cannot refuse to record my experiences any longer.
I am a Christian – you need to know that as you read on, because my beliefs were a major part of my healing. My belief in and love for Jesus Christ is not inconsequential to me, it is everything to me. For me, my healing would not have been possible without my faith in and understanding of the Atonement of Christ, and how that applied to me. If you are a Christian in any form you will understand why this is of such importance to me. I have also learned that abuse happens in all walks of life. It matters not if you affiliate with any religion, or are a non-religious person, abuse is unfortunately universal and is no respector of persons. It doesn’t matter if are rich or poor, live in a free country or an oppressed situation, abuse exits. If you have been involved in being abused in any way, you are not alone. Abuse, whether it is emotional, sexual, physical or any type of abuse, happens everywhere in the world. You are not less if you have been abused! And there is healing for every soul that has been hurt.
You should also be aware that the author name I am using is not my real name. For this setting, I will use the pen name of Sophia Lance. Don’t get me wrong…I am not ashamed to share my story. But I’m not the only person this story involves, so I have also changed the names of all the children and adults in this story. I do this for their protection, not wanting to assume that I have the right to encroach upon their privacy or interfere with their healing in any way. They should be allowed their anonymity and have the choice whether or not they ever want to speak publicly about their own experiences brought on by this trial. I may be criticized for not making my identity public. If I was only concerned with myself, I would put my real name to this document. Because it has affected so many other lives, I will not put the other victims involved at any emotional risk that may be hurtful to them. The effects of sexual abuse are very personal and can last a long time, and healing for anyone that has been abused must happen at their own pace and on their own terms. This is my story alone, from my perspective and viewpoints. I do not speak for the children that have been abused. Their stories and struggles are likely very different from mine. I do not speak from the perspective of the parent whose adult child has caused the abuse. That perspective would have its’ own accompanying pain that I can’t fully understand. My heart aches for all children that have experienced such atrocious things at the hand of the abuser.
During my trial and through personal experience, my understanding of human psychology and the effects of life experiences on the individual has been expanded. On one hand, my message is different than others because of the nature of the trials I have been through. On the other hand, my message will be familiar because it is the message of hope and healing. Times of tribulation change us, and it has changed me by bringing me closer to Christ. Feeling sadness and sorrow is a part of the process, and the gift of hope can bring us out of oppression. There are many times I share the deep feelings of my soul, things that are very private and dear to me. This has been hard for me and I’ve wondered if I could really do this, even using a pen name. But I feel constrained that I must share.
In this story, I have no thought to offend or harm others or their experiences. Some may disagree with what I am saying or may not understand. This story is my story, and the things I share are my experiences alone. I cannot speak about all kinds of abuse because I have not been through other types of abuse and I do not have a personal understanding of them. The abuse I am familiar with is emotional abuse from a spouse, and sexual abuse perpetrated on children. I hope my words about both kinds of abuse will be helpful to other abuse situations as well, or useful for anyone that is working through a trial and trying to heal. Talking about abuse is a difficult thing to discuss, but we need to acknowledge the negative effects of abuse so that they can be dealt with and healed. In Christian churches we talk about “the hastening of the work”, and I believe this is a part of the hastening – to talk about things that are difficult to discuss, and know that there is hope and healing regardless of the severity of our trial. We can’t get on with the important work of this life unless we can learn from our trials, lift, help and serve others with kindness and love.
I will not explain in detail what the particular abuses entailed. I will not focus on the darkness of the situation, but rather the light that I found while having to walk a dark path not of my choosing. My message is not one of sadness or life’s horrors, but rather a message of hope and healing during dark times. I share this story with the hope that it will help someone else heal through their own trials. My purpose is to show that we can come know Christ through our sorrows and that miracles do come out of our trials, even those that result from “millstone-like” experiences. Millstone experiences will be discussed and explained later on.
In writing, I have felt a sweet spiritual guidance. In the process of explaining the wonderful lessons learned, I am continually learning more about the workings of the Holy Spirit. I have been taught and supported by this un-seen being through the often painful process of recording some of the harder experiences. Writing my story has actually become a great blessing to me, something I would never have thought possible.
My story is not a comfortable story to tell. The trials we have are difficult in the telling, but they do refine us and teach us things we couldn’t have known without the trial. The experiences we have change us, and that’s the way it is meant to be. I am not the same person I was 30 years ago, for which I am grateful. I am changed, with the help of my Savior Jesus Christ. I am not a perfect person, but learning to know my Savior has helped make something better of me than I could have made of myself. Adversity does not have to diminish who we are. Our trials and circumstances do not need to cut off our connection to Christ – they can and should increase our connection to our Savior. My experiences have actually helped to bring me closer to Christ.
Dedication: I dedicate this story to my dear children and to my loving family and friends who have helped me on my healing path. And especially to John, my final healing gift.