Finding resolve amidst the dissonance of "churchianity"
Friday Poem Therapy from a Survivor Sexually Abused by Her Pastor
Mike Sperou, Sex Abuse, Jennifer, North Clackamas Bible Community
I saw this poem show up through my Facebook news feed. This is from Jennifer and you can read more about her here. Folks, this is the aftermath of sex abuse, of what it’s like when your parents abandon you because they are brainwashed and defend their guru cult leader (my opinion). This poem is raw emotion and pain. And this is why we continue to fight these battles and demand that churches get their acts together to protect children. I’m leaving the language as is. If you are sensitive to strong language, you have been forewarned. Thank you, Jennifer, for letting me share this with the community here. You are loved! ~ja
Friday Poem Therapy
by Jennifer, September 25, 2015
There are pictures on Facebook
of the man who molested me.
Young women, church members, my father
are standing next to him
with their arms around each other
smiling at the camera
in front of the dark grey backdrop that they use
People “like” the photos:
People I’ve never met
People I went to high school with
People who are friends of friends
I wonder what they know.
that I spent years clinging to the edge of his bed;
trying to get as far away as possible while others
endured hands, fingers, breath, lips
I know that he reached for me when some of them weren’t available
that I was rejected by my parents
Greg and Cindy.
“You’re just not an important part of our lives. You know that.”