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28th October 2003

Yes what I write is what happened to me as a little girl in Nazareth House home and I write also how it made me feel at that time and what I use to think. So the little girl in me is telling her story so she can break free from her pain, hurt, torment and suffering.
 
I think once I have the little girl in me safe is when I will be ready to let this fear go from me which I have for the nuns and priest. We are both hurting so much and with our time with the Nazareth House nuns coming I want her to have her say with these nuns.
 
God, it is so hard to control all the pain within me. Don't these nuns know what we are suffering because of their abuse to us?
 
I have my stone and I have one for Eileen and Frances as well, so we know that we have all the world in our hands and we know in our hearts, we are telling the truth to our lawyers, for we also have all the strength of the Nazareth House abuse children of years ago with us and that, is what I hold in my hands. While I hold my strength I will think of the other children, but only in spirit as what I have to tell the nuns and all of the other people at the mediation will be my story only, as I have a lot to tell. I have 24years of my young life of abuse to tell and it will also be about how it felt then and how it is still affecting me now.
 
Suffering in silence no more, scared, angry and confused my long silence ended in 1997 "The most important thing is that when I leave here today, I will never again suffer the regret of not having told. 1 will be able to go home and tell my kids, 'Even though it took me a long time, I finally did the right thing and you can be proud of me.' "I have tried to put it behind me as I grew up, I married, had four children and now four grandchildren
 
I call out because of the pain I are in, it is too great and unless you yourself were treated the same why as me, please do not judge us all with your words.
I suffered abuse of all kinds as well as sexual abuse from the age of I5 months at the hands of nuns, women, older girls and a priest up to the age of 24years old. Some are so bad that I can not put in writing nor tell anyone about them.
 
What gives you the right to be more holy than righteousness as to tell me how bad I am. To be still told now in my gentle years by you, how I have sinned because of telling of the abuse which was done to me, hurts me even worse than being abuse. How dare you judge me and others who had being abuse though out our childhood.
 
Unless you too have had the same life as me,
do not judge me, have you not seen on this site what I have put here.
 
I know that god is my judge and I leave it in his hands to deal with these people who abused me, but I need to have these people to hear me. So what is an hour out of their lives to hear me.
 
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