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She wondered out loud if I knew the answer to the question she had asked, and I sat in embarrassing silence while the class laughed.
I was a nonentity at school, and at home no one cared for me. It felt good to be viewed as the most perfectly beautiful, sensual object by powerful men with high standards in taste.
Afterwards, left lying there like a broken object, I felt so humiliated, I had to do something to save my soul, or else — and this I knew for certain — I would have withered and died.
Read More: My Name Is Brooke Axtell and I Was Sex Trafficked at Age 7 in the USI raised myself up, and stood looking at the bizarre crowd of aristocrats dressed up as hippies, swaying to the music in various levels of sexual interaction, busily availing themselves of little pills and pre-rolled joints passed around on silver trays by sober waiters.
And society still values the career person over the survivor.
Power addicts, world leaders, and corrupt politicians who abuse children are themselves like children who never grew up, driven to power to avoid ever feeling the humiliation of child abuse again, unconsciously seeking revenge from a place of hurt by recycling the abuse. Those of us who have suffered sexual abuse, incest or sex trafficking need to learn to harness our survival strength on our own behalf, so we can heal our damaged ego, and channel that strength to lead the way towards a future in which former victims conquer by love, understanding and compassion for all.I trembled in fear, but my body straightened and stilled itself like a bow in suspense before the shot, and I heard my voice as though it were not my own, chiding the adults, telling them that this was wrong – that I was going to tell on them, and that they would all go to jail. I was certain that I was going to be killed, but instead I was shown the fresh body of a young murder victim. Read More: ' I Remember the Smells, the Sights, and the Taste of Slavery': Jessa Dillow Crisp Shares Her Story During the week, I went to school. I remember, once, in the second grade, becoming aware of an energetic shift in the room, to realize all eyes were on me.Trippy, spacey music was oozing through the atmosphere and most people were too high to notice me. He looked scared, but he held my gaze for a brief moment, and seemed to feel for me. I never saw him again in the network, but years later I did spot him on TV. The teacher had been calling on me, and I had been too spaced out to hear.It takes so much energy to survive not only the physical violence, but to endure the psychic drain of abuse — to carry the shame.Just surviving daily life while trying to heal from child sexual abuse requires a thousand times the strength it would require for someone without awareness to pursue a successful career.This was the only positive in my life, and I clung to it as my only raft to keep from drowning in a sea of shame and self-loathing. Not since the first time I had been brought to an orgy, four years earlier, had I expressed my true feelings. Read More: I Was Raped by a Fellow Freshman & My College Found Him Innocent: Aspen Mattis Shares Her Story"You think I like it here? This interaction started the most intense year of my life, in which I would feel more than ever loved, seen, and understood, and would be more than ever abused, all by that same young man.