I do not anticipate readers. I write for myself, to clear my head of the memories that have haunted me for decades. I’m getting old now but I will not forget. And I’ve never told anyone the full truth. I’ve share bits here and there, but never tried to do what I do here. I need to talk about the truth, about the abuse, and the suffering. I don’t really care if anyone reads it. The mere fact that someone might, is another step forward.