Someone I love thought that I didn’t like the movie Oldboy because of my moral standards. He thought I found the part of the father having sex with his entire family as immoral, and wouldn’t hear whatever thing I was gonna say because he love that movie. He was right that I find it immoral but he didn’t allow me to say that it’s more than that to me, it’s more personal.
I was a victim of child molestation by three different guys on separate occassions and watching that movie with a child being molested is not something I find entertaining. It relived in me the horrors of my past. Suddenly I was that little child again, afraid and clinging on to whatever piece of hope, praying to Him to please save me.
I can’t get the fear out of my head and I have never felt so alone. I had no one to talk to. Thus, I called on to In Touch crisis hotline, after hearing they cater depression cases. I couldn’t talk to my friends as they might see me differently, the one person that knows my horrible past shut me down before I could open up. It took a long time before someone answered and just as I was losing hope, a voice came in the other line.
He just let me talk and ask simple ordinary life questions. Not much of counseling but the part that there was someone there on the other line meant the world to me. Him just being there, listening, empathizing made me feel lighter. He saved me from that fear, even if just for tonight.
Always take the call, that’s what I learn. Whether important or not, you will never know until you do. A friend or family member might be depressed and in need of your ears. Take the call and you might just save someone’s life.
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