I want to get this out my chest. I was sexually molested when I was a child. By someone I can trust, by someone who I thought meant no harm. I heard stories about him saying, he was this or that, but I did not want to cloud my judgement on a person who I never known. I thought he was a good father to his daughters, and I thought he treated his daughters the way my dad treated me, like a princess. He was family. I resented him for many years after what he did. I did not want even a single adult male touching me, not even my own father. You know how much I would crave my dad’s hugs or kisses when I was smaller? How many hugs I did not receive because of what he did to me?! HOW MUCH I FELT LIKE I COULDN’T TRUST MY OWN FATHER, MY OWN FATHER!!!! BECAUSE I’D FEAR IT WILL HAPPEN AGAIN!! MY OWN FATHER?!?! MY KING, MY BEST FRIEND!!! WHY!! ‘Till this day I cry to how much it hurts. To how he still has power over me, when he’s not even here! I can never be a normal girl. I crave a man’s touch but resent it so much. How much I hate you for that. You took the innocence of a 6 year old girl. HOW DARE YOU! Right now I can not forgive you, I am 21 now. I am not that girl no longer, but yet still cling to her everyday. I don’t think I will ever forgive you, until you are gone from the face of this earth. May God forgive me and have mercy on your soul.