Hi, my brother, CBG,
Thanks for posting that.
At first when all this CSA stuff came to the surface, i was 69 1/2 years old. I was in the depths of my soul & hell too. I kept asking myself & others, just why couldn't i have carried these memories to my grave? The anger, pain, trembling,Tears, hiding in the dark & shame. Why me? Why now?
But, while reading the book Victims No Longer, and getting to know little Pete & my T sessions & this web site & those WoR's.
As, i was learning about that little boy, i started to realise, that i was lucky, indeed.
I have learned more about myself in the last 22 months, than i learned in the previous 69 1/2 years.
It's been rough & it hurts deepley. But, i am one of the believers, that i am better for having not taken this stuff to my grave.
Because of that little boy, by the name of Little Pete is ME . And i would never would have met him if i had taken it to my grave.
And the debate will go on. But not for me.
Heal well, my brothers, heal well.
"I will take that lost boys hand, and i will lead him from the depths of darkness, into the sunshine, forever into eternity."
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.