I teach in a Catholic school. I consciously decided I wanted to teach there because it was an environment I was familiar with, having been through Catholic school my whole childhood. A little less than two months ago, I got some clarity on some body memories that eee surfacing and it became clear that my father, who I knew had sexually abused my sister, had also abused me. The repressed stuff that's surfacing has been awful. From what my t and I are piecing together, it went on from about 18 months old to about 4 or 5. It involved all kinds of rape and it's worse than the sexual abuse I knew I had endured st the hands of a neighbor. But my sister and I are almost 100% sure my father was abused by a priest st his high school. The man was very close to our family and the archdiocese paid off a victim of his years ago. There are articles online about it and after reading the comments we are sure my father was one of his victims. Strangely, I'm not angry st my father right now (he died almost 13 years ago) but I am furious at the Catholic Church. I am white knuckling my way through these last weeks of school but I am furious and it is so hard to deal with even the small injustices that get thrown by wsy. (Catholic school teachers are generally treated like crap). My younger daughter has one more year until she graduates from this school so I will let her finish but I am looking aggressively for another job. I don't know what I'll do if I don't find one. I feel often like I absolutely can't go back there next year but I can't afford not to work either.