Nyssa
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Years ago, I have pressed charges against my brother and father for their sexual abuse. The inquiry process was unbelievably long. Somewhere along the way, they found out my brother had assaulted numerous children while he was under investigation. So now, 9 years after I first talked to the police, we are going to trial. It is going to be one big trial, with my father, my brother, me and the 15 other victims of my brother. It is planned to take one and a half week.
My mother is on the rapists side, calling me a lier and/or a victim of false memory syndrome -- she can't seem to choose between the two. Most of my extended family took my father's side, which makes me a crazy person to them.
My brother was also a victim of our father, but he won't say it. Even now he has confessed some of his crimes , he still insists that we were both raised in a perfectly healthy and loving family. It surprised me at first, but now I get it. He is in jail and will probably stay there for a few years. He might get a slightly reduced sentence if he explains what he went through as a child, but he will then loose his parents support, which is probably the only support he has left.
I don't know any of my brothers' other victims. They are still kids or young teenagers, and they will be with their mothers (there are no father in the picture, as my brother targeted single mother families).
I have a few "witnesses" (no one witnessed anything, but they witnessed me being a wreck). Friends from the time I pressed charges, friends and co-workers -- who are also friends -- from now.
I will have to testify. I will have to say as much as I can about the abuse, then answer the judges and jurer questions, and then face the defense lawyers attacks.
The trial will take place in my hometown, a few hundred miles away from where I live now. A few friends have offered to come and support me. They will not be in the audience for the trial, but they will be there with me in the evenings.
Those are the facts. What I feel about them is... a mess. I am afraid no one will be able to read this post if I try and go into it. This is kind of dumb, because it was the idea when I started writing this post. I guess I hide behind the detailed factual report of the context.
My mother is on the rapists side, calling me a lier and/or a victim of false memory syndrome -- she can't seem to choose between the two. Most of my extended family took my father's side, which makes me a crazy person to them.
My brother was also a victim of our father, but he won't say it. Even now he has confessed some of his crimes , he still insists that we were both raised in a perfectly healthy and loving family. It surprised me at first, but now I get it. He is in jail and will probably stay there for a few years. He might get a slightly reduced sentence if he explains what he went through as a child, but he will then loose his parents support, which is probably the only support he has left.
I don't know any of my brothers' other victims. They are still kids or young teenagers, and they will be with their mothers (there are no father in the picture, as my brother targeted single mother families).
I have a few "witnesses" (no one witnessed anything, but they witnessed me being a wreck). Friends from the time I pressed charges, friends and co-workers -- who are also friends -- from now.
I will have to testify. I will have to say as much as I can about the abuse, then answer the judges and jurer questions, and then face the defense lawyers attacks.
The trial will take place in my hometown, a few hundred miles away from where I live now. A few friends have offered to come and support me. They will not be in the audience for the trial, but they will be there with me in the evenings.
Those are the facts. What I feel about them is... a mess. I am afraid no one will be able to read this post if I try and go into it. This is kind of dumb, because it was the idea when I started writing this post. I guess I hide behind the detailed factual report of the context.