Perps never learn!
reality2k4
Registrant
I live in a small town, and you pretty much bump into the same people on most days.
A perp I know came to live in my area, he has done prison, so now he is free.
He will never be free, he is not allowed to be near his own daughter on his own, without a social worker being with him.
He abused two little girls not related to him, but who regarded him as uncle *****.
How can any man do that to his family, knowing the consequence of what would happen!
He is a big man, and is like a tiny child inside, and before he did it, I worked in the same place as him, and when I tried to talk to him, he broke out into a heavy sweat, and was shaking visibly.
That was before anything happened, but when he met me after coming out from prison, he would look down at the sidewalk, so he never looked at me.
I have never given him any black looks or been judgemental with him, but he does know I was abused because I worked with his wife, and it was terrible when this hit her in the face.
Its just like he has vanished off the face of the Earth, as I never now see him, but the last time he looked pretty upbeat.
How is it, that I have the capacity to forgive?
Is it because I know he has been hurt, even though he hurt every part of his life for lust on innocence.
I guess it was not a big real sexual assault on these girls, and I do feel an inner sense of loss, when I see this man who has f*cked his own and his familys' life up, not to mention what happened to the little girls.
I am seeing the loss and price on humanity on all sides of it.
That is part one of the story,
ste
A perp I know came to live in my area, he has done prison, so now he is free.
He will never be free, he is not allowed to be near his own daughter on his own, without a social worker being with him.
He abused two little girls not related to him, but who regarded him as uncle *****.
How can any man do that to his family, knowing the consequence of what would happen!
He is a big man, and is like a tiny child inside, and before he did it, I worked in the same place as him, and when I tried to talk to him, he broke out into a heavy sweat, and was shaking visibly.
That was before anything happened, but when he met me after coming out from prison, he would look down at the sidewalk, so he never looked at me.
I have never given him any black looks or been judgemental with him, but he does know I was abused because I worked with his wife, and it was terrible when this hit her in the face.
Its just like he has vanished off the face of the Earth, as I never now see him, but the last time he looked pretty upbeat.
How is it, that I have the capacity to forgive?
Is it because I know he has been hurt, even though he hurt every part of his life for lust on innocence.
I guess it was not a big real sexual assault on these girls, and I do feel an inner sense of loss, when I see this man who has f*cked his own and his familys' life up, not to mention what happened to the little girls.
I am seeing the loss and price on humanity on all sides of it.
That is part one of the story,
ste
