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"YOU CAN ASK ME ANYTHING YOU WANT. I WILL ANSWER IF I CAN."




"You can ask me anything you want. I will answer if I can" ~ By Isabella Murray


I am a victim of sustained childhood sexual abuse.

Between the ages of 8 and 13, I was regularly, sexually abused by my older brother.

At 13, an adult man was made my legal guardian.

He would raise me and become the father of my two children.

At his hands I would be groomed.

Separated from loved ones.

Tortured.

It would last 12 years.

I am a survivor!


In June 2021, it will be 17 years since I found my freedom!

For the past 17 years, I have been on a significant journey. I have discovered a love for psychology and a person’s capacity to renew their mind. I have also found the blessing of a tribe. I have a group of so many, beautiful people, who have loved me unconditionally, accepted me as I am and most importantly, come alongside me, to do life together.

My birth family, has a generational chain, of childhood sexual abuse, that goes far beyond me. Both before and after me, there are numerous victims and perpetrators.

BUT!!

I made a choice one day, ‘drew a line’ in the sand and I haven’t stepped back over it.

I promised that day, every day, with all my heart, to live free and to journey towards healing.

Now I am ready. - I am strong. I am brave. I have every intention of using my voice!

I've lost entirely, my birth family. I have been shamed, hated, ridiculed and excluded by the very people who failed to protect me. The very same society, that turned their eyes away and shut their ears.

BUT!!


I’M NOT ASHAMED!


NOR AM I AFRAID TO #SPEAKUP


NONE of that matters though, IF YOU, the reader, my adopted family, my friends, my leaders, my community and my connections are SILENT!

I recently posted abut a movie, Cuties, in the hopes of starting a conversation. Most people ignored it, demanding socially, get rid of it, get rid of it! Despite my willingness to share, it felt like no one, was really, interested in listening.

No one seemed interested in the conversation.
I wondered - How many of you, have come to me and asked questions?

Questions like - How do we stop this? How did this happen? What should I look for? How do I teach that to my children? How do we support and nurture the survivors? What should I know?

So, considering Grace Tame, the article below, written by, Isabella Murray and my personal open invitation;

"You can ask me anything you want. I will answer if I can"

I truly hope you will!

#speakup #imnotashamed #roarlikeawarrior #gracetame #isabellamurray

Article from a survivor, Isabella Murray.

https://www.abc.net.au/news/2021-01-31/what-grace-tame-win-means-for-survivors/13104108?utm_medium=content_shared&utm_source=abc_news_amp&utm_campaign=abc_news_amp&utm_content=facebook&fbclid=IwAR08JkD6Cc7JoBklJDOeV9hXkq0vZc5MAistpxk2tQQwuq2k8c9bb6h46tY

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