Tonight I learned, that for my father, the man who molested my daughter over 30 times, life goes on.
Sure he has an ankle bracelet and his travel is limited to legal matters, but at least he is surrounded by loved ones.
To think that my nieces, my nephews, their girlfriends, and my sisters are spending Easter with my father, knowing what he has done, is beyond me.
To know they are celebrating Easter with him, while we are trying to pull our lives back together after all the damage he has caused, is infuriating.
To see them smiling for the camera, in bunny ears, him standing in the background, then to have the audacity, the nerve, to post the photos on Facebook, and social media, all the while, knowing that he has molested and sodomized my daughter for years, is insane to me.
How can anyone live in such denial?
What can they believe that would make this possible?
Or maybe they are are just hiding the truth, for as long as they can, waiting for my fathers trial.
Will they ever tell the truth, or will it just be another family secret, my daughter, my son, my wife, myself, completely ostracized like pariah, to hide the horrible truth?
Think again, because I will never let that happen.
This is not our shame to bear.
This is not your truth to bury.
There isn’t a carpet big enough to sweep this under.
Sooner or later, we will be standing face to face, in court…and I will remember how each and every one of you, hurt my daughter again and again, piling on insult after insult, injury after injury, all because you chose to stand by the man who molested and sodomized her.
You chose poorly,…very, very poorly.