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Here’s what it was like to finally confront my abuser Confronting my abuser was a powerful and therapeutic experience. Even though I felt nervous, scared and petrified in the beginning, it was worth every single second. Confronting my abuser gave me an incredible amount of closure. Closer that I needed so badly. By confronting my abuser I got so much peace of mind. By confronting […]

Here’s what it was like to finally confront my abuser

Confronting my abuser was a powerful and therapeutic experience.

Even though I felt nervous, scared and petrified in the beginning, it was worth every single second.

Confronting my abuser gave me an incredible amount of closure.

Closer that I needed so badly.

By confronting my abuser I got so much peace of mind.

By confronting my abuser, I found incredible strength I never knew I had within me.

By confronting my abuser, I let go of a lot of guilt, pain, and anger that didn’t belong to me.

I felt incredible empowered seeing my abuser in handcuffs.

I was the one in charge, in control.

I was the brave one.

I was the one with power.

I was the one with strength.

I was the warrior.

I paid my abuser back with revenge by giving him the same chocolate cookies he used to give me after abusing me.

For weeks I prepared myself mentally that he would deny every bit of truth.

I didn’t want to feel in shock or helpless.

I wasn’t there to argue and convince him, but to tell the truth out loud.

I sat in front of him for two whole hours. As I was talking he was real stubborn and denied everything I said.

I told him everything, what he did to me and how it all affected my life. I screamed and shouted at the top of my lungs. I never screamed like that in my life. I released so much pain, anger, and frustration.

I had an opportunity to tell him how his hands caused me horrible pain.

I had an opportunity to tell him how he made me feel so uncomfortable.

I had an opportunity to tell him how he made me feel so scared and unsafe.

I had an opportunity to tell and describe to him in detail exactly what he did to me and how.

I had an opportunity to scream and yell at him: “no, I don’t like it. that makes me feel so uncomfortable. That hurts me. Ouch. Stop now. I hate you.”

Confronting my abuser gave me the ability to express myself fully towards the person who ruined and destroyed my life more than 20 years ago.

Eventually he admitted everything, every little thing that he did to me.

I left the police station that day with a huge smile on my face. I had a strong feeling of relief, closure, and victory.

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