About 20 years ago when I was 17 just finishing my high school I met a police officer who was double my age on my way to school. After a few months of knowing him I fell in love with him. One day he took me out to a restaurant to eat. I had a few drinks and got a little drink, on my way home he took me to his house and he raped me.
I felt violated, ashamed of myself, I did not know where to go or what to do. Before telling anyone of what happened to me we got married. By that first rape I got pregnant. I was married with tears in my eyes, it took me about 3 months to let this man touch me. I had no honeymoon, it was a very sad part of my life letting this man take my dignity and respect from me. This man was very harsh, I never let the world know the pain I was going thru with this marriage.
After being married to this man for three years I got pregnant with my second baby. I was always lonely not having anyone to talk to. One day I discovered he was going to bed with my other two sisters. To make the story short I finally got a divorce, he then married one of my sisters and now she has kids from him to.
I moved away from my home town never returning again, its been twenty 20yrs. I have not seen or talked to my sisters, deep inside me I am still hurting deeply.
I went to college and got a degree and made myself a professional woman to give my kids a good education. My son is now in the air force and my daughter is becoming a forensic detective. They are very loving and caring kids and very well educated but I pray at times to forget and forgive but it have not been an easy road.
My mother is now dying with cancer and I refuse to go back home to see her. I have talked to her and told her how much she means to me and how much I love her but because I have to face my sister with my ex-husband I do not think I am ready . My Mom will be dying soon and I do not know what to do, I told her I will not attended her funeral knowing that the two sisters that hurt me so much will be there, its been many years of tears.