Trigger Warning: This guest post is a recount of a victim’s experience and includes childhood sexual abuse and failure to protect. As such, it is paywalled for subscribers only at this time.
I was 5 years old when I joined the CHURCH, and one of the first lessons I remember learning was “Love is patient, love is kind”. For so long, I felt that love around me. I knew that the aunties and uncles in the church all loved me in their own way. I had support, I had guidance. I trusted them.