Mr. Wonderful got me my own hotel room for one night so I can get grounded again. I know he does this 99% for me and my sanity but that other 1% comes from his fear of "WHAT THE DAMN HELL IS HAPPENING TO HER!"
My daughter is taking all of this better than I am.
***UPDATED 12/2015***
I have been working with the detectives and the police. They have brought a lot of clarity to me. I hate it when people lie. I especially hate it when someone I really trust lies to me. I am surviving but I can't believe what people will do to cover their tracks. But I guess I can, I am just use to it from addicts.
Untrustworthy people who fake trustworthiness are the worst.
But it feels really great when they put their lies in writing and get caught.
TRUTH ALWAYS WINS
IT JUST TAKES TIME
This stuff with my little girl is killing me.
I am so helpless in all of this. I feel like things are always “unique” and I can't ever find a place to express my anger. I am not allowed to be mad at "the boy" for touching Bella because he's down syndrome. I can't be mad at "my friend" who was responsible for Bella when it happened because we share the same social network.
But I feel so angry.
So so angry.
I feel like I am on the verge of a breakdown.
Today my 7 year old daughter was molested.
The story is long and the details are confusing.
The 15 year old boy that molested her has special needs.
It is complicated but it never should have happened.
It was preventable.
***UPDATED 12/2015***
As I go back through my writings that I never published my blood boils so much at the entire day.
I have to edit most of this original entree.
My daughter is strong.
She spoke up immediately.
She talks about things openly.
She is beautifully healing.
