The Last Time I Remember Being Happy

Book excerpt: Twenty-seven years after he first molested me, my stepfather and molester died. I kept the secret of my abuse just that, a secret, and I regret that my fear paralyzed me and prevented me from speaking up sooner. This is my story, and I hope this book will embolden someone who is being molested to speak up and get help rather than believe their molester will stop on their own, because they wonat. I wrote to give hope to someone who has come through this type of abuse to realize they too can have a happy ending.