Reporting it; Nothing would stop me

by Warrior4

December 2015

I was on the phone to my aunt, just having a catch up like we used to do, when she said she’d received a letter from the police about him. They were investigating him and they needed to talk to her. I didn’t know what to do. It was just before xmas. It was always a horrible time of year for me as that was when it all started. I wasn’t sure I would be able to handle it. 

At first I didn’t know what to make of it. I asked her to send me a picture of the letter. I was worried it was a fake and someone was trying to find out information. I needed to know if was real. I emailed the police station and asked them to get to officer named in the letter to contact me, if it was real. A short time later, I got an email from her. It was in fact true. They were investigating him. That was the first time in this long and drawn out process, I felt elated. I was buzzing. Cloud 9 almost. I had never thought I could report it. I had never thought I could do that after all this time. But NOW I could. And I would. Nothing would stop me. 

It was real. And I was going to report what had happened to me. I didn”t even think twice. It didn’t occur to me that it meant someone else had reported it and that someone else was hurt by him. 

January 2016 

I had asked to meet the police in our local station as I didn’t want them in my home. We went to the station and were shown into a small room. The police were really friendly and  easy to talk to. Just as a precaution they asked my husband to wait outside in case they needed his statement later on. So there I was, in a small room, about to tell my darkest secret to strangers. It felt really weird. When they said that it was a serious assault and that they would need to make the video interview to be used in court – I felt relieved. IT WAS REAL. What had happened to me, was something real and it was wrong. The police believed me. 

After the initial interview, I decided I needed to tell my mum. I arranged to meet her for lunch (without my dad) and I told her. That was when she dropped a bombshell I am still reeling from. She said ‘your cousin’ might want to contact them. I didn’t know what that meant. I left lunch with my head spinning. I didn’t know what to do. I raced back to work trying to breathe and keep calm. 

The very next day, I pressed send on an email I wish I’d never had to send. I emailed my cousin. 

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