The man that molested me is getting out of prison…. When I was 12 I was molested by my adoptive father. He adopted me when I was 5 and had been a great dad up until that point. It was not just a one time thing it went on for months but I was too afraid to tell until I finally trusted someone enough to let it all out. He was a juvenile probation officer so it was a big deal, in the papers, news, etc. which you can imagine is hard for a kid. anyway he was sentenced to 10 years in prison and in july that 10 years will be up… and I really dont know how to feel. I have so many emotions I’m afraid for my safety, I’m upset because its rehashing a lot of old memories, and I’m a little happy because even though I shouldnt I still feel a little guilty like its my fault and I’m a little happy that he can live life again. WTF am I suppose to feel this way? And to top it off I really feel like I need some closure some admitence to what he did because still to this day some people in my family think I made the whole thing up and when the dna evidence is brought to their attention its, okay well if it did happen then you wanted it. WTF I was 11 & 12 years old what kind of 11 year old would want to have sex with their nearly 40 year old dad! But regardless of those idiots I still am at a loss of what to do. Do I hold this is forever never telling him what I need to say? Do I write him a letter and if I do am I ready to hear what he has to say? I just dont know =(

The man that molested me is getting out of prison…. When I was 12 I was molested by my adoptive father. He adopted me when I was 5 and had been a great dad up until that point. It was not just a one time thing it went on for months but I was too afraid to tell until I finally trusted someone enough to let it all out. He was a juvenile probation officer so it was a big deal, in the papers, news, etc. which you can imagine is hard for a kid. anyway he was sentenced to 10 years in prison and in july that 10 years will be up… and I really dont know how to feel. I have so many emotions I’m afraid for my safety, I’m upset because its rehashing a lot of old memories, and I’m a little happy because even though I shouldnt I still feel a little guilty like its my fault and I’m a little happy that he can live life again. WTF am I suppose to feel this way? And to top it off I really feel like I need some closure some admitence to what he did because still to this day some people in my family think I made the whole thing up and when the dna evidence is brought to their attention its, okay well if it did happen then you wanted it. WTF I was 11 & 12 years old what kind of 11 year old would want to have sex with their nearly 40 year old dad! But regardless of those idiots I still am at a loss of what to do. Do I hold this is forever never telling him what I need to say? Do I write him a letter and if I do am I ready to hear what he has to say? I just dont know =(
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