My Nana provided the caring that my soul craved. Now, I need her again but she is so very far away that I cannot reach her in this life. I simply want to feel her fold me in her arms & hear her tell me she loves me. I need to cry in Nana’s arms while she tells me it’ll be okay.
I am compelled to continue my story — to try to get help for abuser & victim alike.
To bring the whole story out of the closet. To understand — to ask why?
To save our future generations from this hell.
No-one has the right to destroy my heart.
No-one has the right to judge me according to their misguided standards.
No-one, absolutely no-one, has the right to tell me how to feel.
Simply A Dawne Thought 
Dawne Thoughts 
This sounds like a crippling siituation Dawne but one of very long standing.There should be no-one able after all this time to make your heart hurt in this way. I hope the situation can resolve itself for both
Hugs