Great post. Yes when we thought that nobody would ever care for us sexually abused boys/adolescents/adults.
I too came here in despair, loneliness shame. guilt, hopelessness, etc.
Who would ever want to hear our cries? Who would ever want to hear our stories?
But what I found was a group of courageous boys/men. Helping each other out. Helping in trying to give us hope. Trying to help us understand what happened to us was not in the name of love, but deceit.
A band of brothers whom had extended their heart, soul, love & emotional feelings toward one of their own.
Their compassion, understanding & love for me is something that i never had experienced before. With the exception of at that orphanage/Home. In my 72 years on earth.
Thankful for this place. For me these are my brothers & this is my family & this is my home.
Thankful to you all.
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.