July 1, 2001
(In the life of an adult sexual abuse survivor)
The beeper message and the fucking letter....
It was a fairly relaxing day when my hubby's beeper went off and left a 1-800 number for him to retrieve the message.
It was one of my half-sisters. It went like this:
"Hi, this is ------. I've called 10 times already, and Mili's message says she's not going to return any of our calls. BYE!"
My response? It's a lie on 2 counts. One, there has been no indication of her calling my house. I have caller ID and her number is just not there. Two, I would NEVER leave an outgoing message like that. Total fucking fabrication. However, I have received a slew of hang-up calls with "unknown number" listed on my Caller Id.
It could be one of them. They are petty enough to pull stupid tricks like that.
It's the kind of low-level harassment that I have experienced from them all my life. I moved very far away from them, but once in a while I still get problems from them.
A few weeks ago another half-sister sent me a handwritten letter. Now this lady was actually raped by my perpetrator, and at times she plays this weird game with me called: I-got-it-worse-than-you-but-I-can-forget-and-move-on. Meanwhile, she spent many miserable years in a marriage to a man who was a sicko just like my dad. She didn't realize it until years later.
Anyway, I digress. She sent me a letter. And it goes like this: