Please, grab the box of tissues before you read this.
I just found out Wednesday, August 15th, that my ex boyfriend sexually assaulted all three of my kids. When my child told me what he did to her (my 6 year old), I was so mad, sick and scared all at the same time. I then talked to my 9 and 5 year old, one on one to see if the story matched up. Well, sure as heck, the stories were all the same. This happened in early 2006. I was at work while my ex boyfriend was at home with my kids. You never in a million years think that you can't trust a man who is/was in the military. He was Mr. All American here. He was supposed to honor and obey!! He lived with us!! We had (what I thought to be) the perfect life. He worked, I worked, we had money for bills and fun. But little did I know that as soon as I returned to work he started to play "the game" with my innocent little babies. He had a good 4 hours everyday with them before I would get home. He had all the time and opportunity in the world to take advantage of my kids. My 9 year old told me that this went on atleast once a week, if not more, right up until a week before he moved out. Two days before he moved out I had found pictures of young girls...NAKED young girls...on our computer and I confronted him about it. I think he figured that if he cut tail and ran that he would have gotten away with it. Little did he know that kids may not *want* to remember these things...but they are kids afterall...and things do have a way of coming out into the open sooner or later. A little more than a year may have passed, and he may have had a great life since then...but he's about to be thrown in jail with a very high bond. And I can imagine that the military is gonna have their say about this too. I have been in a state of shock since I found this out. I filed the police report the same day. I took my kids to the hospital at the suggestion of the officer I talked to. Today, Friday, August 18th all the paperwork was sent over to the DA's office. Children's Services is also involved. They were here today to meet with the kids. We're having a Forensics meeting next week sometime. By the sounds of it, there are going to be a lot of people there. The DA, both of the officers from where I filed at, Kris (CS), child psychologists, and I think also the county detective. I did tell them about the pictures I found, so his computer is going to get seized, his home is going to be searched. Because of the nature of the crime, he will have to file under Megan's Law...if he ever gets out!!
I don't really want to go into too much detail...but I will mention a few things that my kids have told us so far. I'm not gonna use any names...just in case. But we will call him "the perp". The "perp" told my 9 YO to stick something in his bum and leave it there until he poops it out. He taught my 6 YO to stick a toothbrush in her bum, "that it would feel really good." He may have actually penetrated my 5YO...she hasn't said yes or no to that one yet. He would penetrate my 5 & 6 YO with his fingers. He would make my 9 YO touch his sisters privates and penetrate them with his hands. I'm not sure if there was any other kind of penetration at this point. The "perp" would make them all touch his privates. These are just about all that I know at this point. What you have to know though when you read this is that when this happened my kids were 7, 5, and 3. Sickening, isn't it!!?? No matter what age it's sickening...but to me this is just about as sick as it gets.
I really can't think about this too much more tonight. I'm still in a great amount of shock. I keep blacking out, and it's starting to really scare me. I put things somewhere...then I lose them. I hit my head at some point...don't know where, when, or on what. I have bruise on my arm...again, I don't know how I got it. I swore that I was talking to Ralph this morning and that I just hung up on him in the middle of our conversation. I had to call him to make sure that I didn't. I forgot to take my pills today until after 3. And most of you know I'm on Chantix. I missed my first dose ever Wednesday night. Then today I took it super late. But somehow, I have managed to get through this whole ordeal without having a smoke yet. It's taken a lot of deep breaths, a lot of walking around, and more will power than I ever thought I had.
As we go through this process, I'm gonna blog it from my point of view, and maybe even my kids at times. I'm gonna share with you the struggles and the victories. Just like I do with Chantix. At some point you will be able to put the tissues away...and instead you can have a victory dance with me when that dirty, nasty, pervert is getting his due justice.
Until that day comes...I will not rest!!
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