I was brought up in a Christian household. I went to Sunday School, and Church, and was always a regular attender. When I went nursing I was a good little Christian girl, even acting as "Altar Girl" in the Chapel services in the hospital.
When I married we took our children to Church, and Sunday School, and they even spent most of their schooling in expensive Church Schools.
At the time I was a regular attendee at a church - not local, but one I enjoyed for the way they managed their services, and their social life.
I felt I belonged. I participated in all sorts of Church activities, until I needed help and it was refused.
I found out that the school my son was attending had some teachers who were sexually molesting some of the boys. Not mine, which made it harder for me to take action. But I did take action. I spoke to senior people in the school (where's the proof????), I spoke to very senior people in the Church (God will forgive them), and so on.
Even though my son was not a direct victim (he was because he saw his mother trying to help others and he and I were somewhat ostracised.) The parents of the boys concerned removed them from the school, and for them the problem went away.
The parents (and I understand this) felt that the boys had already suffered enough and they did not wish the boys to be involved in a court case - so the teachers got away with it.
I went to the head of the church - and he fell asleep. We requested that the church investigate it - I could name teachers - and victims, and that my name NOT be revealed to the school at this point. Of course the head teacher was told - and again I was victimised.
It has taken nearly 20 years and one of the teachers at long has been gaoled, and several heads have rolled over the incidents years after. One of the victims, now a doctor, came forward and had charges laid against one of the teachers.
It is a long, sorry, sordid tale. I have been vindicated. But somehow I cannot manage to feel comfortable amongst a congregation with leaders who allowed it all to continue, and hoped it all would go away.
I have my own beliefs, but sadly I find it difficult to go back where I felt I had friends and supporters once. No one lifted a finger to help young boys in their troubles.
I'm not bitter and twisted. I've gotten on with my life. All the church was prepared to offer me recently as I have kept up a dialogue for 20+ years is to offer me counselling, and request that I return to the Church.
No way.






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