What’s the difference
between a Pimple
and a Priest?
A Pimple
doesn’t COME on your face
until you’re
THIRTEEN.
OUCH.
The current crisis
within The Catholic Church
of Priests
molesting Children
is tragic.
It is unforgivable.
It’s NOT funny.
That The Church
merely moved the Priests
to another community
to recommit the same crime
is beyond comprehension.
People who have been abused
by a “Respected Leader”
of Organized Religion
have a lifetime
of unlearning,
and relearning to do.
They have a hard time with trust,
with authority figures,
and believing that ones
who say they love them
really do.
I love you
means
I will hurt you
in the name of love.
I have a friend who was
molested from age 11 to 16
by a Catholic Priest.
The Priest told him
that HE was evil
for making him
do that to him.
During his regular
Priestly-Poundings,
my friend would separate
his mind from his body.
He said he doesn’t remember the pain,
he just felt it was his duty
to just lay there
until The FATHER finished,
and said Amen.
BAM* BAM* BAM* BAM* BAM* BAM* BAM*
He has NOT told his family
about the sins of the FATHER,
and he did not confront his abuser,
The FATHER,
about the damage to his body,
his soul,
and his spirit.
Keeping THIS secret,
He is stuck.
He is mad at The Church.
He is mad at his Family.
He is paralyzed by fear.
He is unable to enjoy healthy sexuality.
He is not able to have a healthy relationship.
He is constantly looking over his shoulder.
He is embarrassed to laugh.
He is a professional pretender.
He is fucked.
This damaged dude
actually thinks
that taking care
of his own needs
is selfish.
If ANYONE
has done anything
to you like this
that is keeping you
from participating
positively in life,
then you MUST
let someone know.
FUCK FEAR.
You do not owe
your abuser
any respect
and you surely
don’t need to
feel guilty
about
exposing him or her
for what he or she is.
Expose these Fuckers
so that you
regain your power
and so that you
can participate
in a beautiful,
loving relationship,
one with choice,
respect,
and dignity.
You have nothing
to be embarrassed about
and you have everything
to be gained
by telling the truth.
I am sorry,
from the bottom of my heart,
I am sorry.
MoMMie, JeSuS ToUcHeD Me!