*Editor’s Note: Today’s post was originally published in the Spring 2014 issue–a special issue on sexualized violence–of Timbrel Magazine, a publication by Mennonite Women USA. To purchase a copy of this issue for a special discounted price of $5, click here.– RH I’ve been wandering on a long, winding road of healing since that fateful day in Indonesia. At age 22 I re-remembered my childhood abuse story. I had read The Perks of Being a Wallflower. For weeks after, it remained on my mind and consumed my thoughts. On this particular morning I woke up, looked over to a side table where the book lay, and thought, “How strange that the boy could have been abused by his aunt, yet he didn’t remember until age 16.” “Why is that strange?” a voice within answered. “The same thing happened to you, and you still don’t acknowledge it.” I broke down, had a panic attack. Lying on my Papuan family’s wet bathroom floor I sobbed so hard that no sounds were audible. “My whole life is a lie…my whole life is a lie…my life, it is a lie…” was all I could think. The heat of the pounding blood in my […]
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