I'm having a difficult time about not reporting something that happened to my sister and me. Because of the concern the person could have had or could harm others. Most of the rest of our lives we made excuses for them and discounted what happened. Decided not to do anything.
There are children who are almost adult and who are very disturbed. There are other reasons that would have affected them, but. My eyes have only recently become more open.
If I hadn't previously talked myself out of acknowledging their behaviour and overempathised/projected inocence onto them then I absolutely would have done this in the past. Without thought for myself or what it would mean to me.
But. Its not only my story. My sister has rights in this. It was not severe. We managed to keep away. It is now 47 years later. And the persons children are almost out of the house, there are financial difficulties, and I don't know if someone investigating the person would help them or cause more difficulties. For certain reasons I doubt there is ongoing abuse at this point, if there was any before.
There are always endless differing factors in different peoples curcumstances, but how people do report it is also challenging for me. I now also have a little bit of newly discovered self preservation. My brain can't process this. My life is piled high around me at present. I was tormented about it at various points in my life, but now I just feel frozen as to how to even begin. I would only consider some sort of flagging of them being a potential problem. Nothing else.
I see them in a slightly different light as a new trauma knocked some stuff up from the past that is unrelated. If it's true (still can't look) then he is a different character than I thought/ think.
But I detest myself, of course. It's complicated.
Any thoughts of what can be done with as little complications as is possible. The person isn't as severe as other people I have encountered. I think. More mixed up.
There are children who are almost adult and who are very disturbed. There are other reasons that would have affected them, but. My eyes have only recently become more open.
If I hadn't previously talked myself out of acknowledging their behaviour and overempathised/projected inocence onto them then I absolutely would have done this in the past. Without thought for myself or what it would mean to me.
But. Its not only my story. My sister has rights in this. It was not severe. We managed to keep away. It is now 47 years later. And the persons children are almost out of the house, there are financial difficulties, and I don't know if someone investigating the person would help them or cause more difficulties. For certain reasons I doubt there is ongoing abuse at this point, if there was any before.
There are always endless differing factors in different peoples curcumstances, but how people do report it is also challenging for me. I now also have a little bit of newly discovered self preservation. My brain can't process this. My life is piled high around me at present. I was tormented about it at various points in my life, but now I just feel frozen as to how to even begin. I would only consider some sort of flagging of them being a potential problem. Nothing else.
I see them in a slightly different light as a new trauma knocked some stuff up from the past that is unrelated. If it's true (still can't look) then he is a different character than I thought/ think.
But I detest myself, of course. It's complicated.
Any thoughts of what can be done with as little complications as is possible. The person isn't as severe as other people I have encountered. I think. More mixed up.