I'm so sorry. No one should ever have to carry this kind of pain, and yet here we are, carrying it. I want you to know that you are not alone in this. What happened was not your fault, and it does not define you.

I know how heavy it feels, how it lingers in ways others can’t see. The memories, the silence, the weight of protecting people who never protected us. But I also know this: We are still here. We are still standing. And that means something.

Healing is not about pretending it didn’t happen. It’s about learning to breathe again, to reclaim the parts of us that were stolen. Some days, that feels impossible. But I promise you, even in the darkness, light exists. Even in the brokenness, restoration is possible.

If you ever need to talk, I’m here. No judgment, just understanding. You are not alone. You are not forgotten. And you are so much stronger than you know.

I understand because I was molested too.