That's quite enough, thank you so very much.

Somehow, I never had the evil in my heart to imagine they would blame the victim. Such an alien concept, that the adult, the 'father' was the abused party, and the little girl who had no power, was the cruel one. That I somehow made up my fear and suicidal depression all through my childhood.

My father is forgiven, since he's dead, but they pour fresh acid down and create new wounds.