Actually, it's a horrible vicious circle. I'm going to play the devil's advocate here and point out that the ass-raping holy man probably got the same treatment as a child and has probably suffered for it too, especially since it made him so twisted as to do it to another. Now, I do not in any way condone behaviour that hurt others just because you have suffered too, but I think it's wise to keep in mind that there are many generations who need help with dealing with child rape, not just the youngest one.
But I think I cannot stress enough how nauseous and infuriated this makes me.
But I think I cannot stress enough how nauseous and infuriated this makes me.
When I was young, there was a god with infinite power protecting me. Is there anyone else who felt that way? And was sure about it? but the first time I fell in love, I was thrown down - or maybe I broke free - and I bade farewell to God and became human. Now I don't have God's protection, and I walk on the ground without wings, but I don't regret this hardship. I want to live as a person. -Arina Tanemura
