Nobody Listens To Little Girls

Everyday in my town, Lansing Michigan, Dr, Larry Nassar has been on trial for sexually assaulting over 200 young women.  Justice…  The #metoo movement opened the floodgates to the horrors women and young children have endured for centuries as a result of a culture created to ignore the cries of little girls.  One echoing message was clear in all the madness in that courtroom with Nassar and it was spoken by the young lady brave enough to start this crusade,  it was simple, “listen to little girls”!

My freshman year of high school was spent with my biological parents due to a disrupted adoption.  Basically,  I was placed with a family who went through the process of adopting me however, right before the papers were signed the judge denied the petition and sent me back to my biological parents. Needless to say, I was a mess,  I was torn between missing my adopted family and being grateful to see my biological siblings.

Nothing in my parents household had changed, my mother was still the same person. Although,  I do believe she really wanted to feel something for me, she was incapable.  I met a new girl at school named Kate and we became two peas in a pod.  Within 6 months I was being removed from my biological parents again and placed in a children’s facility.

My friend Kate had her father petition the court to be my guardian so I could live with them.   It was Kate, her little brother and her father.  I had met her father a couple of times and was just grateful to be out of the children’s home where I was basically a number.  On the drive from the court-house to their home he told me my nick name would be “sweet cheeks”.   I was fine with a nick name, I had never had one before.

By the second evening Kate’s father got into my bed and sexually assaulted me.  The sexual assaults continued for 5 months until I took 30 nighttime sleep aid pills and went to bed one night.  I do not remember if he sexually assaulted me that night, all I remember is being at the hospital.  The social worker moved me back to the children’s home after a stent in a hospital.  I never told anyone about the sexual assault, Kate is still my friend today.

Why did I not tell anyone?  Because nobody believes little girls…

I found his address, he is 80 years old and I am angry because I have spent the last month watching Nassars victims get justice and confront their monster. Why have I waited all these years?  Why now?  The time has finally come where women can stand up and say,  I was sexually assaulted and be heard.  We are not alone anymore and may the floodgates continue to open.

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