I was in love with a woman years ago who was sexually molested by her older sisters boyfriend when she was 12. Her parents were two violently abusive alcoholics. The anger and rage this beautiful woman had was sometimes molten. I met this woman some thirty years ago when I was in my early 30s and so was she. The abuse began when she was 12 years old at a time when no one ever talked about such things. It just wasn’t part of our culture then.
No one believed her at the time. No one could or even knew to protect her. She couldn’t stop it. I got to know her when both of us were attending AA. Some how she came to trust me and eventually we fell in love. Make a long story short her sister didn’t approve of it all and we drifted apart. Still think about her though. She had black hair and blue eyes. She was beautiful.
Wow.
What a terrible household to grow up in.
Heartbreaking.
It’s still pretty much not talked about though it’s better. I think.
It breaks the heart.
And when one falls for such a woman one wants to retroactively protect her but one can’t.
One can only listen and comfort.
She sounds like she was stunning.
And that you guys shared something pretty special.
I pray she fared well in life.
I am glad you both went to AA and were able to help each other at least for some while.
Some people that come into our lives are not soon forgotten when they exit.
That means they were special.