When I was just 4 years old it started, and it lasted until I got my first mensuration,at the age of 12 years!
My paternal grandmother knew about it. But due to cultural and societal “values” she shut our mouths since she could not take any bad name on her favorite daughter’s husband. Yes, I was not the only one. With me 3 more girls were a victim to child sexual abuse and molestation under the same roof. I remember, my uncle who has a daughter of our age group ,used to come to our home every after noon, the time when everyone takes a nap. He would take us to the garage or the livingroom upstairs and would do the evil. All we did in the beginning, we remained silent with agony, guilt and trauma. We didn’t share it even among our selves. And then one day the silence finally broke. We told our mothers who confronted him. And then, the cold filthy war began. Our mothers faced worst social boycott and isolation. My grand mother spreaded the false news that her daughters in law are playing the family politics. They were abandoned for 17 years, no one met them like we would meet our relatives. We received nothing but hatred from our paternal relatives because they thought it’s a blame game.
I didn’t loose. After the confrontation our mothers went quite like the dead or wounded soldiers of the lost battle field. I didn’t. I told all the girls in the family how to avoid such mishaps. I educated them how to deal with such situations and how to stand up when you are being exploited. I stood up for every girl in the family, in the neighbourhood and in the school who could fall or fell victim to child sexual abuse and had to keep it a secret because of the fake values. I know I stood up once for my self but I have saved all my forth coming generations from falling a victim to child sexual abuse.
By the way, I am 30 years old now. Every one talks to our mothers now because I was 29 when the last time he was caught when his grand daughter reported it!
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