It seems hard to imagine that a woman would sexually abuse her own child. We hear about it more. People are angered when they hear a woman has beaten, neglected, starved, abandoned, murdered or sold her child to an abusive mate but they’re shocked when they hear women sexually abuse. Many people give excuses of mental illness to female offenders and that just infuriates me. When a conversation about female offenders comes up the first thing that’s said is the obligatory “This is horrible, that poor child. They should jail that woman.” Then ..then come comments of rationalization. They’re not trying to excuse the fact that she’s sexually offended a child; they’re trying to wrap their brain around the concept of a female predator. It’s not hard to do that with a man. We give them no excuses whatsoever. But women, it just doesn’t set well in our heads that she herself would violate her own child or someone else’s child. We don’t even bat an eye when it comes to violence by men but our eyes are wide with shock and sometimes even morbid fascination when it comes to violent female offenders. When I say violent female offenders I also include serial killers and pedophiles. Morbid fascination. Wow! Continue reading ‘Female Sadists – Therapy Discussion 1of2′
Daily Archive for April 17th, 2008
My therapist and I got on the discussion of the believability of my story because while some are willing to accept that women sexually abuse it is even harder to take their mind to a place where they understand they are also sexual sadists. This is where the discussion turns graphic. I told him my mother could not climax without offering some sort of pain. She could not “just” sexually abuse us and climax. She had to bind, mentally tortured and physically assaulted us for there to be any arousal. She may not even sexually assault us but finish by masturbating. But that wasn’t the end of it. When riding in the car she would recount stories of what she did to us. It may not be about what she did the night before or what she was going to do, the story might be about what she did when we were younger, about when she hurt us three months prior, a year prior. She’d go over the stories in detail, reliving each and every second with pure unadulterated evil. She’d also bring up her acts at the dinner table. Sometimes she cooked at home and that would be the discussion at the table. If we watched TV together, which we didn’t often do, she might interrupt the show with these details because something on the show reminded her of what she’d done to us. I’d sit there watching the show, trying to tune her out as she chattered on in strict detail about her sexual sadism. Continue reading ‘Female Sadists – Therapy Discussion 2of2′
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