I had a good childhood. As in all families, we had our highs and lows. But, I still feel that I’ve been lucky in everything that I’ve had. I count my blessings that my parents always made me feel safe and protected no matter what. They loved me, provided for me and never made me feel like I couldn’t go to them for anything. I will always be grateful for that.
My friend called me late last Friday afternoon to inform me that our mutual friend’s husband had been charged with sexual assault on his young teen daughter. I’ve known this child since she was born. I’ve seen her grow up to the girl she is today and it sickens me what’s happened. It’s heart breaking.
What makes this whole situation worse (if that’s possible) is that our mutual friend’s sister’s husband was also jailed for sexually assaulting his young daughter 9 years ago. What are the odds? Both sister’s married men who turned out to be sexual predators, molesters.
When you hear about something like this, especially when its someone you know well, you start to think back. You start to wonder if there was something you could have done to have prevented it. All my friends never liked her husband, me included. In fact, we all felt that some of the things he did to us were inappropriate. But, it was never so inappropriate that we would ever think he would do something so horrendous to his own child. We never thought he’d go over the boundaries.
I hate feeling this way. Racking my brain thinking back to all these situations. Thinking we could have done something. But, the truth is, there’s probably nothing we could have done. We weren’t around the kids all the time, they lived in another city about an hour away and honestly, how could we have foreseen it?
At least the daughter was strong enough to say something to her mother and report her father before it escalated further. He was getting more and more bold, so thankfully he never got the opportunity to do any further harm. The damage is done, but at least he can’t do any further damage now.
This has really thrown me for a loop – I can’t stop thinking about it. But, its not about me, right now it’s about supporting my friend and the kids in whatever they need. My friends and I have decided we’ll do whatever it takes to help out – financially, emotionally, whatever they need.
Why couldn’t he have just cheated on my friend with another women, why your own daughter? She was innocent, she trusted her dad and now that’s irrevocably broken. Sick, dirty, fucking bastard (and that’s putting it very mildly).