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When I was a young girl, around age 13, a family friend would come over and watch us. That family friend was around the age of 19. When he would come over, he would inappropriately touch me. As time progressed, things got worse, and he began to molest me sexually. It went on for about two years. I never told anyone what was going on. I was ashamed. I suppressed the feeling of being abused and assumed the sense that it was ok and that this was happening to me. I blocked out what happened to me until I saw the signs of what I went through pouring into my character.  

Eventually, I got tired of myself and wanted to fix my character flaws. So, I took a step back and asked God who am I? Why this anger, why this pain, I needed him to give me a sign, and he brought back to my memory what happened to me. I suppressed the memory so profoundly that I forgot it occurred to me. I began to take steps to heal. I first started by telling my mother and family. Then I asked God to show me how to get through this. And now, here I am with Fractured 2 Faith trying to help other women share their stories.

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Tae'Lour Block