Last year 
ran a scar story contest and I won first place
with my story of how my father attempted to murder me.
Daddy Couldn't Kill Me
I've been "Me Too-ing"- about my story of incest
from my own father since I was a child of the 70's.
Back then it was completely
taboo to talk about these things.
I'm not very good at supporting
shameful secrets.
I've always instinctively known that keeping my mouth shut
only supports the abuse.
My mother was raped by this man when she was
15 years old then forced
to marry him after it was discovered she was pregnant.
He tried to rape his own sister,
daughter-in-laws and
some of my mother's sisters.
This man coached soccer teams of down-syndrome girls
as well as healthy, teenage girl soccer teams.
Other women have confessed to me that
he has been seen hiding in bushes,
masterbating as he watched
small children walking home from school.
I could go on and on.
The stories of the extremes he went to
to satisfy his sex addiction is shocking.
Fortunately
he is dead now but
there are many more like him everywhere.
Because I refuse to pretend that I am a worthless human,
deserving to be abused and
a scapegoat for my family's atrocities
I do not speak to my still living mother
and three brothers anymore.
Our entire family is a serious mess and
is need of a healing but I can only heal myself.
Today I'm 53 years old and I can talk about him,
my experience and the legacy without
feeling any anger at all.
It tooks years and years of focusing
on my healing and personal evolution
to overcome the intense child abuse I endured.
I am living proof that
incest can be overcome and healed.
However, my journey of healing
has taken decades of
hard, hard work,
work that, in my experience,
almost no one is willing to go through.
I have a seriously strong conviction
that I am here on this planet
to be
an example of the possibilities.
My heart is filled with overflowing gratitude for
Quinn 
and
Shellie 
for creating the Garden of Eden 
and
the healing space they have gifted me.
There have been numerous breakthroughs they have guided me through.
Today, as I backpack through Latin America alone
I continue to look at and work through
my tainted perceptions of myself and the world as
I shift my vibration to align with my true
essence...love.
Daddy raped me, beat me and tried to kill me
But, I am Love and Evolving.
You are invited to support the
Kuna Love fundraiser
for keeping this community alive and continuing to teach us
while preventing their ancient and core ways
from being watered down into mainstream society.
Preservation of Panama's Indigenous Kuna Ways
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