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You are NOT Alone


A young boy who was always being degraded, cussed, called names etc, by his mother and beaten by his father, was trying to rush to the convinence store as instructed by mom, to get a loaf of bread before dinner.  He wanted so bad to be back in time, to make her happy and gain some approval from her.  Of course he knew what he would face if he wasn't back in time.  The unspeakable.



As he walked, a young girl went by on a bicycle with her face aimed down as she paddled hard.  He had seen her a number of times riding her bike around the neighborhood but couldn't seem to make eye contact with her, or say anything, but would merely nod his head in her direction so she would know she was not ignored by him, but she never noticed.



She was being abused in her home, by a adult in ways that dented, damaged and destroyed any sense of personal worth she might have ever had.  She rode her bicycle daily to stay out of the house, to avoid her abuser, and dreamt about where she would go when she ran away from home.  She once tried to tell about the abuse at school, but when the school informed her mother of the allegations, she was betrayed again, by her mother who called her a liar and threatened to send her "someplace bad if she kept telling people this horrible story about him".  So, she learned to shut down, turn off, and paddle her pain, fears, and anger away on that bicycle.



As the young boy was walking back from the store with the loaf of bread in hand, he saw the young girl sitting on the curb, the bicycle behind her, laying in the grass on its side, and he noticed she was sobbing so hard that trying to surpress it made it sound like a cry of physical pain.



He walked across the street and sat next to her.



An hour and a half later, he walked into his home with the loaf of bread.  Dinner had already been served and ate by the family.  His disgruntled mother began yelling, cussing, telling him he was not going to eat dinner for being late, etc and asked him... "how can it take even a dumb boy like you this long to get to a store only a few blocks away and back here almost 2 hours???"



The boy tried to explain.



"Mom, I saw a girl, she was hurting, the chain on her bicycle had come off, she was sitting on a curb and I just wanted to help her."



His mom responded, "How could you possibly help her?  You don't know the first thing about fixing a bicycle!!"



Tears weld up in his eyes, and the words came out ...



"I didn't help her fix her bike, all I could do is sit there and help her cry."



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Above is a exert from a book I started writing for abuse survivors several years ago.  It is no where near finished, still a work in progress, but I read some of my old writings today and felt compelled to share this.



I hope you know ...



As you sat in that bathroom, with a towel over your face, so no one else can hear your sobs...



You were not crying alone.



As you anxiously awaited the traffic light to change from red to green, so the people in the car in the lane next to you couldn't see your tears...



You were not crying alone.



When you cry ... your pain is felt, your sobs are heard, .... and someone else is crying with you.









Yours In Healing and Recovery,
John



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John,


Thank you for sharing such a beautiful message and for reminding me...that my HP and my Alanon friends are always close to share my tears and pain.  What a comfort to know we don't have to walk this journey alone.


Much success with your book. 


Lucy2



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Love this, love this, love this!  My little inner Tracy is so happy to be reminded that she was really not alone back when all of "her" stuff was happening.  It's comforting to be aware of that and very healing, not just for the adult me, but for the little me as well.


Thanks.  :)

Love,
Tracy



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WOW !! Thanks John, I can't wait to read your book! TLC

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Sending lots of TLC2U


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Thanks for sharing that John..


Helped me shed some tears.  It is so comforting to know that we are not alone.


love,


Christine



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Thank you, John.


I needed to hear that. 


God Bless You..


 



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May lil' Tracy smile, giggle, laugh, color, read funnies, and hold a stuffie as she
sleeps, ...




Yours In Healing and Recovery,

John

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" And what did we gain?  A new life, with purpose, meaning and constant progress, and all the contentment and fulfillment that comes from such growth."

(Al-Anon's Twelve Steps & Twelve Traditions,Step 3. pg 21)

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