As our eyes and hearts are drawn to the plight of the ~2000 immigrant children separated from their parents, we are continuing to fail our missing and abused foster children. It isn’t newsworthy if we aren’t able to take a pot shot at Trump or his cronies. The public cares more about #WhereIsMelania, who is living the high life in her gold encrusted penthouse, than they do about the safety and well being of THOUSANDS upon THOUSANDS of foster children in their own backyard.
I have written and re-written … re-thought this article over and over again. I've been trying to figure out how to dive in and more importantly unravel the feelings that a man who crossed the line on a date caused. As a victim/survivor of sexual assault I don’t know if how I feel and felt about the moment he went in for a grab is a “normal” feeling. I feel a sense of frustration at not knowing how my reaction and feeling would have been different had I never been victimized; I guess I will have to tackle this article on two fronts.
Aside from the abuse itself, the most difficult … painful thing to live with is the loss of the family I grew up with; the only people who have known me since the day I was born. Beyond the lack of validation as they maintain relationships with my abuser (my mother) I am ostracized my only window into their world is Facebook; at times I allow myself bear witness to all that I am not - and will likely never be included in; that’s the dark-side of social media.
When I was 13-years-old I lived on the streets in Miami during the cocaine cowboy era… I ended up on the street because I ran away from home.
According to the FBI, 1 in 5 children ages 10 — 17 are solicited online. Do you know 5 children?