I know something…
about my daughter. she’s 28 years old and I know something about her.
Its ugly and it hurts and it is destructive. and I know.
And she’s a victim.
And I’m her mother.
And I can’t take the pain away.
And I found out by accident.
And I hate the internet for giving me the information.
And I’m glad the internet told me what I didn’t know.
And I hate…
and I hurt…
and I cry….
and I want to have a lobtomy
and have what I know now, removed from my head.
And I don’t. Because I know that what I feel as a mom is NOTHING compared to what she feels as a victim.
And I want to kill him.
And I know she wouldn’t, doesn’t want that.
And I know he stole her innocence.
And I know he continues to do so to others.
And I know I cannot do a thing about it.
And I know that my daugher is mad that I know.
And I know my daughter is scared that I know.
And I know my daugher thinks I will load one of many guns I have and find him
And shoot him dead. But I don’t know his name or where he lives….
And I know that my daughter knows that I won’t rest until there is retribution.
And I know there will be no retribution because I have 14 years of experience working for a defense attorney…
And I know now that there is no evidence but her word against his…
And I know he’s a monster.
And I know he has done it before,
And I know he has done it since.
And I know he sent her emails asking her “to come over because his wife is out of town..”
And I know there’s a special place in hell for a man like that…
And I know she was overwelmed by all of it….dad dying of cancer….this man being inappropriate AND having to attend his class.
And I know that it doesn’t matter to many but it matters to me. And to her, my daugher, my baby girl.
And I know that my life changed when I found out.
And I know that I want to take back from him what he took from my girl.
And I know that I’ll never be able to do that.
And I know that my daughter will never get an apology.
And I know that my daugher now suffers from PTSD from the experience.
And I know I hate the man that stole my daughter’s innocence while her father was dying.
And I know I hate him to his cellular level.
And I know that God help him…that I do not find out his name.
And I know that my daughter KNOWS this about me..
And I know that my daughter will not tell me his name…
And I know that she will not tell me his name because she is afraid
And I know she is afraid for me…that I will go and shoot him dead in his tracks.
And I know I will…
And I know I will feel ok with it
You MF!!!!! YOU stole her!!! You stole her innocence!!! OMG you stole her trust in MEN, in humanity~in life…and you MFing POS you dare to email her and invite her to come to your house while your wife is gone? I hate you. I hate what you have done. I hate what you do.
But I will find you. I will find you out. I will expose you.
And I know that my daughter knows I will let her manage this monster now in her life.
And I know that I died a little bit more when I found out.
And I know that I wish it never happened to her.
And I know it didn’t happened to me.
And I know I wish it did happen to me instead of her.
And I know that God embraces her and loves her…
And I know that doesn’t help a victim.
And I’m mad at some guy whom I don’t know what his mother calls him.
And I want to hurt him.
And I want my daughter to stop hurting.
And I hurt because my daughter hurts.
And it is not my story…