Thoughts and possible attempts at taking your own life, lack of help or
support from any direction, the feelings of utter contempt with yourself,
even though you know in your heart that you have done nothing wrong.
If unfortunate enough to be found guilty, being forced to attend the SOTP
for fear of being sent to prison, or indeed, receiving a custodial sentence.
Possibly having to live in a bail hostel with real abusers.
Living alone, having no one to talk to at night, or to share a bed with.
Waking alone in the mornings, the realization that you are an absolute
emotional wreck, and will cry at the silliest things that trigger any memory
of happier times, and which remind you of things you have lost.
Living with the feelings of absolute loss and what might have been. Being
alone is one thing, being lonely, on the other hand, is entirely different.
On a more positive note, my ex and I are still good friends. My son and I
are as close as any father and son can be, given the circumstances. I am
still close to my ex's family, and therefore to what were my nieces and
nephews.
I now have a new circle of friends, who know me and what I have been
through, some of them from prior to the accusations, some new since. I now
also have new interests, this cause being one of them. I am happy to 'stand
up and be counted' within reason. So there is light at the end of the tunnel
after all.
The Story of VIC, Founder PAFAA (www.pafaa.org.uk)
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