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Grigor Stoyanovich
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Well, this is going to be really hard for me to write... but I need to do this.
I am a survivor of abuse... but what I went through was not nearly as bad as how I reacted to it. I don't know what originally came between us, but when I was 15, and my sister 12, maybe 13, we went from being best friends, to her hating me and me wondering why on earth she hated me so much. Every day, she treated me like I was sub human. Gave no thought as to my needs or feelings, nor anyone else's, really. Well.... I pretty much kept it pent up inside and avoided her. But it got to the point where I began trying to think of different ways to take it out on her, make her pay. Add anger, bitterness, an open hole for Satan to climb in, and some teenage hormones, and a calculative mind... and ..... Oh God... I groped her in her sleep!
I know, it was sick and wrong, and terrible, and evil... I only did it a few times... but those couple must have been enough. I chose that method because I would feel better about the way she treated me, and she would never know what happened... but I was wrong. She knew. And it only made her hate me more. Things got worse and worse between us, but I stopped, and simply waited for the hammer to fall. It did, one fateful night, and thank God it finally did. She told my parents, they confronted me, showed me love, counseled me personally, and I have made the full turn. I have restored and improved my relationship with God by leaps and bounds, and I feel so much happier now. But the lingering guilt every time I see her still haunts me... She told me the day after it was revealed that she forgave me... but I was not so sure of how sincere she was. Well, it has been a long time, but I have never had the urges to do it again, and although she and I are still not very close, we both get along a lot better. We can actually have a friendly conversation, but she normally just ignores me... but she says it is because we have nothing in common. And really, thats very true. We have NOTHING in common. But...
How many of you have had your abuser repent and ask forgiveness? If they did... would you forgive them? I feel like a stake is driven into my heart every time I hear about abuse as a child... and out of all of the stories I heard, I only heard one where they forgave the abuser, and that was my boss.
Is this truly such an evil place, that men do not take responsibility and repent for their sins? Am I one of the few who has tried to help heal the scars instead of letting them fester? Please tell me this is not so... please tell me atleast a few of you have had happy endings...
I know first hand how badly it hurts... and I am eternally sorry for you all. I just need to know...
I am a survivor of abuse... but what I went through was not nearly as bad as how I reacted to it. I don't know what originally came between us, but when I was 15, and my sister 12, maybe 13, we went from being best friends, to her hating me and me wondering why on earth she hated me so much. Every day, she treated me like I was sub human. Gave no thought as to my needs or feelings, nor anyone else's, really. Well.... I pretty much kept it pent up inside and avoided her. But it got to the point where I began trying to think of different ways to take it out on her, make her pay. Add anger, bitterness, an open hole for Satan to climb in, and some teenage hormones, and a calculative mind... and ..... Oh God... I groped her in her sleep!
How many of you have had your abuser repent and ask forgiveness? If they did... would you forgive them? I feel like a stake is driven into my heart every time I hear about abuse as a child... and out of all of the stories I heard, I only heard one where they forgave the abuser, and that was my boss.


Months went by and I would forget about it. My relationship with my brother was like that with most brother's and sisters, we fought, but hey we still loved each other. I never told him I forgave him. He died when I was 14. I miss him like crazy. But the reason I never told him I've forgiven him, because then that would mean that I would have to admit, that he wasn't the only one at fault. This is something I've never told anyone. I don't even admit it to myself. Sometimes, I wanted him to do it. I would wait in his room and wait for him. I inturn had molested my lil sis and bro. I had been denying i was abused the past year or so because then I would have to admit what I had done. Grigor I commend you for wanting to heal the scars. Maybe one day I will get up the courage to do the same. But for now, I will go back into my shell and admit nothing happened.
I felt like I needed to get this out. So I brought old Grigor back.