He said that he was actively working on his issues with a therapist, and that he'd never have children if he thought he himself was a threat. I asked if he was considering having children. well, there's so much that nobody was saying. Everyone laughs, sings, parties together. On the outside, everyone looks so put together. I was still wrestling with my anger with "T," my own feelings of worthlessness for not having protected my siblings, and my anger with my dad for just having another cocktail with all of the craziness. a woman who seems fine on the outside, but almost as if there's something stirring underneath. "T" married a woman he had dated for several years - a woman I don't like. Mind you, I once found naked photos of my father with his sister.įast-forward to 10 or 12 years later. My dad drank, but then again that had started way before any of this. It seemed that everyone I knew, every young family member, had been affected. My youngest brother started getting high at age 12, and I've never seen him sober since. Each of those siblings went on to start drinking and using drugs. Minimal, if any therapy, was received by my other siblings. Then, my other brother, age 6, said that he didn't want to talk about it. Then, my cousin said that he used to come over to her house when her dad wasn't home and asked if he could be her first kiss. My sister, age 8, then came forward and said that "T" had also been molesting her ever since she could remember. My brother, a minor himself, went into counseling.
The family friend was indicted by a grand jury, and then a few days later shot himself before standing trial. "T" told everyone about how this family friend had been "raping" him for years. she had somehow connected all the dots already. This was when I was 18, the other two brothers were 10 and 12 at the time. It was found out by my mother (divorced from my father) who walked in on two of my other brothers engaged in fellatio. He would come over and they would get so sloshed together that this friend would end up spending the night. This friend had been one of our dad's drinking buddies. The mom finished by letting me know how the children would remind her when she needed to adjust how she was thinking about something.When I was 18, I found out that my brother (I'll call him "T") had been sexually abused for years by a family friend. These children were all under the age of 12, and had many uses for The Secret – including their sports and friends at school. I began asking them questions about how they used the ideas.
I was flabbergasted!! There I was sitting with young experts in The Secret! The mom went on to tell me that her children had been raised on The Secret, and that she had even read it to them in the womb. She told me that one of her children had spied me reading The Secret. In a few minutes they did return, and we struck up a pleasant conversation. I reached out to the Universe and asked for a second chance to love and appreciate them. As I read, I realized that I had not been sending love and gratitude toward these individuals. I spent the first 15 minutes or so feeling badly that the hot tub was taken, and couldn’t the kids use the pool instead? I finally just sandwiched myself into the hot tub and began reading.Īfter a few moments, the kids did leave for the other pool. I teach theatre to kids on a daily basis, and I look forward to some quiet moments in the hot tub to read The Secret. Upon arriving, a number of people were using the pool – including a group of kids in the hot tub. Being homeschoolers, we are on a later schedule, and love having the pool to ourselves in the evening. We piled in the car around 9:30 PM for our usual swim at the local hotel.