Hi, my fraternal brother.
I, was one of those whom loved his perp. He was the "mom & dad" that i never had. It has taken me 55+ years, thousands of dollars, 2 therapists, 3 WoR's, a weekend locked up in a mental facility, to realise that love of me, had nothing to do with it. My, inner child (little Pete), had told me that he never did love Ralph. On my last WoR at Sequoia, i had finally cut the last strand of that noose around my neck, that he loved me & i loved him. 55+ years living a lie.
Wet dreams, a few, hell i'm 71 years old. Dreams of the abuse, I had one about 6 months ago, i was dreaming that i was giving myself a bj, i jumped out of the bed, sat down wondering just what in the hell was going on with me.
I always mention in my introductions, be prepaired for the emotional roller coaster ride of your life.
I have been dealing with this for only 22 months. I have been from the gate of hell (suicide). To the infinity of the heavens (God) gave me back little Peter, WoR Dahlonega, Ga.
And everywhere in between.
My brother in order for us to heal, we have to pass through hell first, but it does get better. I have HOPE for you. I have HOPE for me. I have HOPE for our brothers here.
Heal well my brother, Silly, heal well.
Working Boys' Home 10-14 yrs old, grades 5-8. 1949-1953
A very humble alumni of the WOR Dahlonega, GA.
May 15-17 2009, Alta, Sep. 2009. Sequoia, 2010.
Hope Springs, 2010.