Letter to my parents
Hauser
Registrant
Preface: I'm only posting this to ask you guys if I'm being too harsh to them ok? Ok here it is.
Q % A % Clarifications
In 1978, I think that Mom had just left, why I dont know. Its my understanding that she wasnt happy anymore. That summer I was on my own as far as defending myself from a potential perpetrator.
You guys let me, knowingly or not, hang out with a man that was in his late 20s, he was a friend of Ricks that he met over the cb radio. Mom, if you were around maybe this wouldnt have happened. You might have asked Alan, where are you off to? Oh, Im going over to a friend of Ricks, hes all grown up and hes really cool. Perhaps you mother instincts could have compelled you to reply to that hypothetical conversation by saying No, I dont think so, not unless Rick or I or your Dad go with you? Jesus Christ, Dad was willing to pay all the bills and all you had to do was be a Mom. How fucking hard could that have been?
You guys never told me what to do if someone started touching me. You guys never asked me What if questions. Questions like What if your babysitter asked you to take a bath with him/her? etc. This shit is taught in kindergarten now, I would like to know why you so easily overlooked this, since youre both bright and college educated people. Not only did you not have these talks with me, you didnt have them with Luke either apparently, because I decided to disclose to him because I didnt know who to talk to or how you guys would react. You didnt even tell me what to do if something like this did, in fact, happen! So I told Luke and Dave Brown, when I was 9 and Luke was 11, and they made fun of me!!!!! Not only that, Rick didnt know how to handle it either, I know that because Luke wasnt done making fun of me one day, and set up Rick to listen in on a conversation that Luke started with me. Luke jokingly started asking me for details of what he was doing to me sometimes and Rick overheard me say Luke, you know I dont like talking about this. Rick knew what was going on but he didnt know what to do either, so he did nothing! He didnt know because you didnt fucking tell him what to do either if sexual abuse of one of us ever occurred. You didnt tell any of us did you?
Mom stopped making dinner at the table, obviously, after she left. If dinner at the usual time was still going on that summer, you might have seen a change in me right away. Instead, I was trapped in embarrassment and silence while we ate frozen TV dinners on our own time. Obviously, starting at the age of 12, problems started to arise later, due to things that I care not to mention right now, but all of this could have been prevented, all of it. Problems that I couldnt talk about with Dad, because to do so would have forced me to bring up the painful past, manifested themselves in the most terrible ways you could possibly imagine, its so bad that I cant even fucking talk about it still. I was trapped!!!!
If you guys wouldve given me the tools and knowledge to defend myself, red flags would have gone up IMMEDIATELY when he was probing me to see if I would object or say no etc. When he noticed that I had NO defenses, he moved in for the kill! He wasnt my only abuser either, if you want names Ill give them to you. Having been victimized once made it easy for me to be perped by someone else.
Mom I want to know why you left, I want to know why it was so damned important for you to leave. Do you happen to know the percentage of SA victims that live in broken homes? Guess what? Its very high.
My current status:
Im discouraged and disgusted with EVERYTHING! I have to open up old emotional wounds now in order to START to heal. I was gonna check out a karate class but now I just dont feel like seeing anybody. Its hard for me to even attempt to improve myself. Everything has led to failure so far. I have no faith in anything I try now. Im now geographically isolated away from a community college, not that I think that I could attend and finish a single college course anyway. My mind is polluted with the worst thoughts about people and the world. I told Dad earlier that Im trying to be optimistic about the future but I dont see any reason to.
The only reason I have to feel good about myself lately is that someone in my online support group said that I was one of 2 people that kept him from killing himself. Great. Maybe if he becomes a future President then this will all have been worth it.
Q % A % Clarifications
In 1978, I think that Mom had just left, why I dont know. Its my understanding that she wasnt happy anymore. That summer I was on my own as far as defending myself from a potential perpetrator.
You guys let me, knowingly or not, hang out with a man that was in his late 20s, he was a friend of Ricks that he met over the cb radio. Mom, if you were around maybe this wouldnt have happened. You might have asked Alan, where are you off to? Oh, Im going over to a friend of Ricks, hes all grown up and hes really cool. Perhaps you mother instincts could have compelled you to reply to that hypothetical conversation by saying No, I dont think so, not unless Rick or I or your Dad go with you? Jesus Christ, Dad was willing to pay all the bills and all you had to do was be a Mom. How fucking hard could that have been?
You guys never told me what to do if someone started touching me. You guys never asked me What if questions. Questions like What if your babysitter asked you to take a bath with him/her? etc. This shit is taught in kindergarten now, I would like to know why you so easily overlooked this, since youre both bright and college educated people. Not only did you not have these talks with me, you didnt have them with Luke either apparently, because I decided to disclose to him because I didnt know who to talk to or how you guys would react. You didnt even tell me what to do if something like this did, in fact, happen! So I told Luke and Dave Brown, when I was 9 and Luke was 11, and they made fun of me!!!!! Not only that, Rick didnt know how to handle it either, I know that because Luke wasnt done making fun of me one day, and set up Rick to listen in on a conversation that Luke started with me. Luke jokingly started asking me for details of what he was doing to me sometimes and Rick overheard me say Luke, you know I dont like talking about this. Rick knew what was going on but he didnt know what to do either, so he did nothing! He didnt know because you didnt fucking tell him what to do either if sexual abuse of one of us ever occurred. You didnt tell any of us did you?
Mom stopped making dinner at the table, obviously, after she left. If dinner at the usual time was still going on that summer, you might have seen a change in me right away. Instead, I was trapped in embarrassment and silence while we ate frozen TV dinners on our own time. Obviously, starting at the age of 12, problems started to arise later, due to things that I care not to mention right now, but all of this could have been prevented, all of it. Problems that I couldnt talk about with Dad, because to do so would have forced me to bring up the painful past, manifested themselves in the most terrible ways you could possibly imagine, its so bad that I cant even fucking talk about it still. I was trapped!!!!
If you guys wouldve given me the tools and knowledge to defend myself, red flags would have gone up IMMEDIATELY when he was probing me to see if I would object or say no etc. When he noticed that I had NO defenses, he moved in for the kill! He wasnt my only abuser either, if you want names Ill give them to you. Having been victimized once made it easy for me to be perped by someone else.
Mom I want to know why you left, I want to know why it was so damned important for you to leave. Do you happen to know the percentage of SA victims that live in broken homes? Guess what? Its very high.
My current status:
Im discouraged and disgusted with EVERYTHING! I have to open up old emotional wounds now in order to START to heal. I was gonna check out a karate class but now I just dont feel like seeing anybody. Its hard for me to even attempt to improve myself. Everything has led to failure so far. I have no faith in anything I try now. Im now geographically isolated away from a community college, not that I think that I could attend and finish a single college course anyway. My mind is polluted with the worst thoughts about people and the world. I told Dad earlier that Im trying to be optimistic about the future but I dont see any reason to.
The only reason I have to feel good about myself lately is that someone in my online support group said that I was one of 2 people that kept him from killing himself. Great. Maybe if he becomes a future President then this will all have been worth it.