“Research has shown that the ability of a victim to heal from sexual assault is definitively linked to the response they receive when they disclose.”-Rachael Denhollander
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I had a nightmare last night.
I was being abused again by a man who was supposed to be helping me.
The old familiar feelings of longing for a father’s love, mixed with desire and confusion came flooding back.
It’s been a long time since I’ve experienced these same emotions.
Where did they come from?
Are they still hiding away inside waiting for the right time to come out and pounce on me, my fear is quick to ask?
The only way I know how to deal with these emotions is to write them down.
To bring them out into the light.
To not give my mind a chance to ruminate on them.
To not allow shame to take root.
Darkness is transformed into the light when it is brought out into the light.
I remember that I heard a story yesterday at work that is currently being investigated about a child who is possibly be being abused by a family member.
Her story reminded me of my own.
I felt pain and anger hearing it.
But I didn’t talk to anyone about it.
My mind needed to release what I felt.
And the dream came.
Working in a residential treatment center has taught me how to pay attention to what I feel and find ways to deal with my emotions in a healthier way than I did fifteen years ago when I was abused.
No matter how far away I get from the experience, I still remember the relief from pain that being abused brought.
That’s a hard thing to confess.
I cannot express enough the importance of having safe people in our lives to process our pain with.
Pain creates a deep need for relief.
True relief is not escape.
True relief comes from being honest with myself and God about where my pain comes from.
It comes from a desire for true connection with people who will look out for me and keep me safe.
There’s a big void in my life where a loving, protective father should have been.
Instead, I had a father who brought me harm.
It’s a loss that I have spent a lifetime experiencing.
It’s a loss I continue to grieve.
We do not have an opportunity to grow up and be parented again.
We can only start where we are with the people who are around us.
I confess trust is still hard for me.
But I have come to realize that trust is crucial to my healing.
Trust enables us to receive goodness and hope again.
Without trust and others to connect with my world becomes dull and cynical as my heart grows harder.
But thank God He doesn’t ever stop working the soil of our hearts, so that hope can grow.
People are often the tools God uses to work the soil.
A therapist who lovingly walked and processed with me through my darkest secrets and most horrific pain.
A kind friend sitting across the table in a coffee shop listening to me with compassion and empathy.
A pastor’s wife who believes and accepts me despite my past.
Coworkers and supervisors who have kept healthy boundaries and treated me with dignity and respect consistently day after day.
A husband who has forgiven me time and time again.
Children who love me unconditionally despite all the ways I haven’t been there for them.
All of these and others have been God’s tools and a testimony of His hope.
They reveal to me how much our loving responses to one another bring about His healing and relief.
“Research has shown that the ability of a victim to heal from sexual assault is definitively linked to the response they receive when they disclose.”
I agree wholeheartedly with Rachel.
My own experiences have taught me that the way people respond to our abuse disclosers tremendously impact our healing.
God, grant us the wisdom and grace to learn how to respond well to one another.
To love with healthy boundaries.
To report abuse to the police.
To love without judgement or condemnation.
To listen and learn from one another.
The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me, because the Lord has anointed me to bring good news to the poor; he has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to those who are bound; to proclaim the year of the Lord ‘s favor, and the day of vengeance of our God; to comfort all who mourn; to grant to those who mourn in Zion— to give them a beautiful headdress instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, the garment of praise instead of a faint spirit; that they may be called oaks of righteousness, the planting of the Lord , that he may be glorified.
Isaiah 61:1-3 ESV
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