Please Know...

As I come to know these fine people, they share with me more of their personal and sensitive stories. Their collective story is what I am trying to share with you as my way of breaking the stereotypical beliefs that exist. "Blog names" have occasionally been given to me by the person whose story I am telling. Names are never their actual names and wherever I can do so, I might use the opposite pronoun (his/her, etc.) just to help increase their privacy.


Abuse of A Father

The longer I'm out on the streets of Kensington, the more I hear accounts of a biological father (and uncles) 'knowing' their young relative in ways that they never should.  Less frequently, biological mothers are just as guilty - not necessarily in ways of sexual violation.

Imagine being barely in your double-digit years and hearing that biological relative tell you: 

"Your nothing but a piece of meat for me to use for my own needs."  

Imagine realizing in retrospect that you had been fed drugs as a  young child by the woman who was supposed to keep you safe.

The end result is a level of confusion and rage that can not be captured in the words of a blog.  Self numbing through drug use becomes a reasonable way to handle this mind-blowing indescribable agony consuming the soul of our street bound loved ones.


Abuse is not always sexual in nature of course...  

David Meece is a child abuse victim and survivor.  He's also a contemporary Christian music artist.  I've been distributing his songs recently as part of my song sheet collection.  I struck a nerve with several people who started to read even before they walked away from my car.




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You can hear David's story and his path to healing in his own words here:





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