Comfort zones. We all have them and they are so...comfortable, aren't they? Ahhh, I am sitting in my most favorite one right now. My bed. Propped up with a huge amount of pillows, with my children tucked snuggly in their beds and the sound of the washing machine going in the background ....ahhhhhh.
GET OUT OF IT! That's my current plea anyway. It's not easy for any of us to want to learn to take the stairs instead of the elevator or drive a new way to work because of road construction or whatever the case may be and these are not even life altering changes. So I do not take this call to arms as an easy cross to bear by asking you to step out on a larger and much more uncomfortable limb. CHILDHOOD SEXUAL ABUSE.
Abuse of any kind is awful and it makes us sad, breaks our heart and makes us want to cry or rush to change the channel. But childhood sexual abuse is an unspeakable crime and yet it happens to 1 out of 4 girls in our country and 1 out of every 7 boys (those are the number that reported it to the police, I would not have been counted in that number). The only way we can make that number go down is to get out of our comfort zones and start yelling at the top of our lungs at the offenders that "WE ARE COMING FOR THEM" When we find them, we will not quietly whisk them away to jail either...we will figuratively "tar and feather" them on the way in so that every one knows their name..."Shame, Shame".
Please help me in my goal by passing this blog on to as many people as you know who may need help. Throw my name out there as someone willing to speak as a victim survivor in any setting. Please, let's all play our part in stopping the abuse in ending the damage that is being done to our children.
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