My children were abused in care. The silence that followed was suffocating | Anonymous

For so many other kinds of traumas we have a shared language, grief and ritual. But what happens when these stories belong to our children?The moment I discovered both of my children had been sexually abused by our babysitter’s partner, I was hollowed out by the greatest sorrow I’d ever known.They were aged four and two. Continue reading...

My children were abused in care. The silence that followed was suffocating | Anonymous

For so many other kinds of traumas we have a shared language, grief and ritual. But what happens when these stories belong to our children?

The moment I discovered both of my children had been sexually abused by our babysitter’s partner, I was hollowed out by the greatest sorrow I’d ever known.

They were aged four and two.

Continue reading...