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    Since I prefer being at least somewhat anonymous, it's 
    quite hard to know how much about myself I can say,
    so I can be sure I'm safe.

    One could say that I'm from a quite so ordinary family,  
    with a quite so ordinary surroundings. I'm studying but
    I've also been working somewhat and one could say I 
    enjoy life most of the time, eventhough one also could
    say, it hasn't been easy.

    When I say I enjoy life I have to continue by saying that 
    my life, as it is today is quite so comfortable and I can 
    therefor enjoy it, at least some. But it's been hard, I can't
    say anything else but that, becouse it has.

    I was sexually abused from early childhood. It sounds
    a bit weird saying that because behind those few words  
    there's so much pain, agony and shame.
    Yes I was sexually abused and during a period of time  
    even with ritual abuse as a part of it.

    My first abuser was a man from the neighborhood
    where I spent the summers, the second one was also
    there, -as a relative of mine.

    I've been raped several times, the last time early june,
    still suffering from that.

    Making a page like this one is hard. It's hard because
    digs up the wounds that still isn't healed and while
    working with this page I've found out it was even harder 
    than I thought. 


  WEBDIARY


In memoriam


    
ABOUT  
sexual ABUSE


     
ABOUT  
ritual ABUSE

 
     POETRY


    PICTURES

   
        LINKS

     W e b r i n g s

somewhere
never expected
is the truth
floating on  the ocean
drowning in your shoe  or
just
walking around in the backyard

freezing one early sunday morning
hoping to get in to you to find the way home
to your life
to your feelings

powering you,
not killing
feeling you
not swollowing you
slowly
with gentle care
though
hard and brutal.
Like the storm a warm summereve
like a breece or a
cold nightmare
Like the sun eating the world
fighting the ones who doesn't wanna know
Fighting hard
Fighting you


   
I'm not going to tell you the whole part of my story 
    on this page, but if you want to know more about 
    what I've been through you may
klick here for further 
    information about  the abuse itself, that's very much 
    part of my life even today.

    As you may understand even looking at this page I like   
    drawing and writing. Besides that I like travelling and 
    taking photos.

    The thing is, I could be anyone, aswell as the abuser
    of a child could be anyone walking towards you at the 
    street.

    However I strongly believe that there's something called 
    survival, eventhough it sometimes feel impossible.

    My life might have become something totally different
    that what it is today, if just...
    But it didn't.

    The fact is still that I was sexually abused during  
    childhood and that this will affect the rest of my life.
    This gives me the right to be angry with what
    happened. Angry and sad.

    And I am.

    This is the only way for me to find my way over to the 
    other side, and God knows it's a struggle.

                              With love and understanding
                              (most of the time),
                               (E-mail:)   
Tanase


    
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