Here is my response to Tibby....I will be leaving out the offender's name or anything that can implicate him right now. I have such a "do the right thing" attitude. Until the Panama report comes out I can't make it public. Now most of you who know me know who my offender was anyway so you can fill in the blanks
Tibby,
I am a little taken back by your email and/or NTMs possible decision on what kind of therapy I seek and if I choose natural vs addictive prescription pills that do not repair only cover up.
With all do respect I have chosen a therapist and doctor in one. I am passed counseling and at a life or death situation. I was told I may die if I don't seek the help. I have to start with the things built up in my body from IBS and PTSD so I can live and then I will work with a therapist to receive trauma therapy. I am sorry but I have been dealing with the IBS for 30 years and the pain is unbearable. It is either marijuana or pain killers and neither one I support.
My children have a say in my treatment because they need me alive and well. I do like counseling and just completed two programs including dialect behavior therapy. I had blocked the memories of Panama and had parents that wanted me to block it. I endured nightmares for 30 years. Of him. How he told me I would never be God's child and I am making my whole family dirty.
I don't mind saying his name. I don't mind saying the year and time span. What I find odd is to be required to say month, day etc. Tibby I was 10!! Children of healthy upbringings cannot state months or dates of memories. Places yes. As I said my school records were destroyed or lost for the time period in Panama.
We were only there for six months. I believe he arrived in xxxxxxxxxxx. Since none of my belongings ever made it to Panama nor would NTM provide me with a barbie, a bike, a doll...anything. I was not allowed in the little dorm run by the Slaymakers as the Dad thought I was a harlot of sorts. His daughter wore prairie dresses. I wore shorts. I had only the clothes in my suitcase for plane.XXXXXXXXXXXXX is his name. My mother gave me his name after I did my interview. I have referred to him as "hairy man" for a lifetime. He used his very own daughter and an air conditioner to lure me into his bedroom. I was told I was special. But behind closed doors I needed to be fixed. He used a back machine to get me strapped in. The one that has your body go up and then down. He then fondled my breasts repeatedly. I developed early and had breast buds in Language School at 9 yrs old.
I have been having more nightmares lately regarding him and possible hands down my shorts. I DO NOT accuse until I have 100 percent memory recall. I am not in this to get some kind of spoiled mad MK revenge. I am doing this to save my life Tibby.
I am heart broken over what some few have done to the mission of a man that wanted to spread Gods word in other countries. Heart broken. xxxxxxxxxxxxx is not nice. He destroyed my spirit, my soul, my faith and my sexuality. I didn't deserve that. And all I am asking now is for NTM to do whatever it takes for me to live, heal and be a mother to my children. A childhood, innocence and health stolen from me at 10 yrs old. There is no amount of money or counseling that will ever get that back. Ever!
I am sorry if I am coming across angry or crass. I need this help now. And I am scared. Very scared.