He sexually abused me. And despite talking like it happened to someone else, it didn't. No amount of third person pronouns can change the fact that I was that God forsaken little boy lying over his knees in that dark shed, in that sandbox. That was my fate.
I'm with you tonight. I know exactly how you feel. You can get through this. You are right, it happened, and sadly it was us it happened to. Its not just in the past, its part of us today. But we can make a different future. I don't know how to do that yet, but I'm not giving up, and you're going to get there too. Lean on your buddies here and we'll carry you when you can't go on.
"And God only knows
God makes his plan
The information's unavailable to the mortal man
We're workin' our jobs
Collect our pay
Believe were gliding down the highway
When if fact we're slip slidin' away"Paul Simon