Sometimes It's Not the Act of Being Molested. Sometimes It's the Loss of Trust and Innocence

While participating in my “practice class,” The Art of Loving You, I had a memory resurface. I was molested by a neighbor at about 8 or 9. I do not remember the actual act, but I do remember that I just knew when I told my dad he was either going to call the police or go down there and kick his ass. Neither of which happened. This memory supported one of my “life’s stories” of needing to be superwoman and take care of myself because no one was going to do it for me.

I am blessed to work with so many beautiful spirits and unfortunately, this is a very common story. It’s not the act of molestation. It’s that sometimes we have people in our lives that do not have the tools to handle the story, so they shush and shame us, which in turn, makes us feel that we have done something wrong. I know that many of you can relate and your story may not even be molestation. It may be that you just did not have people in your life who could handle whatever you were dealing with. Hence, so many fabulous super heroes.

With this knowledge, let’s take action and find ways to change this for ourselves and those that we love. – I know some of you have had this difficult conversation with loved ones already and I honor you for that. I also know that many of you cannot have this conversation and I honor you for knowing that. Let’s heal by witnessing others difficult stories. Let’s be empathetic instead of trying to fix it/them. Sometimes a hug, nod and ear is what in most needed when someone shares a crappy experience.

I am fine by the way. I tapped (EFT) that ugliness right out, journaled on it and I was so grateful to be able to be heard and share this story with my friends in the class. It helped me honor my experience for what it was.