The Damage Done

I am a survivor of almost 6 months of continued (almost daily) traumatic sexual violation when just 12 years old, in 1969. My mother had left our family of 4 boys, ages 1 year through 12 years old (I was 9-10), and my father did the best he could, to keep us siblings together. The Catholic school I attended directed my dad to a man that was supposed to help with my "care". He lived very near the school, in a relatively nice house, with his wife, and two daughters. With a job at his bakery, and a much more "stable" environment than what was occuring at our house, this seemed a good opportunity for me But it came with a huge, hidden cost. This perpetrator was a classic, serial pederast, very devious and skilled in his predation(s). I was a manipulated, dominated, and controlled conquest for a very sick being. When I, finally, could endure no more, I sabotaged the situation, to bring it to an end. I was unable to say anything about this horror ( "Who would believe me?", "Why'd you let that happen ?", "Were you asking for it ?") for about another 15 years (1984, or so). Even with that, nothing really changed, or was done about this dangerous pederast/pedophile ... My young soul, spirit, and physical being had been crushed, and I was left to pick up the pieces, as best I could, all by myself. It is a "real wonder" that I survived this time, to be sure. And all of the years that have followed. This monster went on to violate many more adolescent boys, and teens, after me. I think that I was his second "victim" (I hate that word), and he continued for 33 years, right up until his death (I found out later). I have not been able to fully resolve this (I've really tried, a lot), and it haunts me to this day. And probably will 'til I leave the earth. I have given it to God, but it keeps coming back. I'll end this here; I hurt too much recounting it all. God Bless All who've survived this egregious trauma, and Rest the Souls who could not endure, and/or cope, with the evil that beset and overwhelmed them ...