“It happened a long time ago. It's something I’ve never been able to talk about but I don't feel like keeping it to myself any longer. He was my oldest brother’s best friend and I was just a child. I’m not exactly sure how or why it started but I knew that when he touched me it was wrong. He told me not to tell anyone because if I did my brother would stop talking to me and my parents would be very angry. So I kept it a secret. He’s married now with kids, it’s rare that I see him. Most of the time I don’t think about it, you know it’s just something that happens. But every once in a while I can’t help but wonder if that’s the reason I turned out this way. The question bothers me because I know I’ll never really have the answer. I know you don’t have the answer either, I just felt the need to tell someone.”

It was something that he needed to talk about it and I listened. A secret that he tried to bury kept resurfacing and it finally made it’s way out. As our counseling session drew to an end, I could feel a weight lifted from him. It wasn’t gone, but it wasn’t as heavy because he was no longer carrying it alone.

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 22.11.2011

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