I can not forgive the priest... the nuns and women who raped me... I
want to... but I feel sick at the mentions of the word... forgive... I
have asked God to forgive them... because I can not... Ann
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Every year, in the weeks leading up to Rosh Hashanah
and Yom Kippur, I think about my rape. It’s not the anniversary of the
first time I was sexually assaulted, and it’s not because I will see my
rapist at synagogue. It is because even though I – sort of – got what
many rape victims want from their attacker(s): an apology; and even
though I told him I forgave him (when put on the spot), I am not so sure
I did.