My Molestation Story

I was molested for eight years. I was so scared to tell because he said he would hurt my whole family including me. I didn't want that to happen so I kept my mouth shut. I kept my mouth shut since the age of 6 until right before my 14th birthday. It was 3 days before.  I told on him because I couldn't handle it anymore. It got to the point to where I knew what he was doing and that's what urged me to tell. I didn't want to, but I knew I had to or else it would continue for who knows how long. He could've hurt me worse than what he already did if I didn't eventually tell. So I told mom and as soon as she heard what came out of my mouth, she immediately got on her phone and called him. Mom asked him and he admitted to everything. Mom got off the phone with him and got right on the phone with CPS and the police. Of course the police came to my house. Two police officers came and interviewed me. They asked a bunch of questions. The police officers wanted to go to the police department to get further information. My little brother was with him at the time. His mom, my brother, and him all came to the police department too, so he could get interviewed like I did. I heard everything the detective asked him. He told the detective that he enjoyed every moment of it even if I didn't. He said he did it because mom wouldn't give him anything. I started crying when I heard him say all of that. Afterwards, I met up with another detective to show him evidence that I had on my Facebook. He seen my evidence and was really shocked. David was put in jail for a little bit. Then he got out and was out on house arrest until court. In court he admitted that he was sexually abused many times. He got sentenced to prison. I've had a rough path afterwards. This had impacted my life so much. I had troubles trusting. I had troubles being alone with people. I had trouble getting along with Logan, my little brother, because he is exactly a resemblance of David. I eventually realized why I was being so mean to Logan. I try my hardest not to see his dad in him. I do get mean with him, but I always hug him and apologize because I feel so bad afterwards. I am the person I am today because of what I've been through. I don't know who I would be if it didn't happen to me. This has made me stronger each and every day that passes. The next hardest day of my life will be the day David is released from prison. I know he will have a hard life and suffer exactly how I am. They denied him getting out early for good behavior. Why? Well all of you who sent letters including my mom and I, it changed their minds because I didn't get put off for good behavior. I have to suffer through it. He is too. He has a couple or more months to suffer in prison. Thank goodness. I'm glad that my plan followed through to keep him in prison longer. I have to give a major thanks to everyone who sent letters. You have no clue how much this means to me. All I know is that I'm getting through this slowly but surely. Yes some days I seem all happy on the outside, but on the inside I'm dying and just want to break down. I hide a lot behind my smile. Nobody will ever understand how hard my life is. Yes I know many people have been through it and I'm just one of those many people that isn't afraid of sharing their story. Sharing my story gets it off of my mind. That is exactly why I'm doing this and I don't care if people have a problem with that. What I said before, if you knew what I was going to say and didn't want to hear me complain then don't read it. To those who care, thanks for taking your time reading this. It means a lot that you care. I'm staying and continuing to be strong. 💚