LB: Does it ever stop? B: It does finally stop. But it takes a long time for anyone to see. LB: How could they not see anything.
B: They were busy with other things. LB: So when someone found out Did they do something about it? B: They told him to stop. LB: That's it? Why is that all they did? B: I guess they were to wrapped up in their own lives to do anything. LB: Did they get us help to deal with everything that happened? B: No. But you are going to be ok. LB: Why didn't he say anything to anyone? B: I don't know really. He won't talk to us anymore. LB: Why? B: I don't know. Guilt, shame or something darker. I don't think I want to know the answer. I'm sorry I couldn't protect you. I'm sorry I wasn't able to make it better. We still deal with it. Somedays we get to forget, sometimes for months, but it won't let us go. We get drawn back to it.