The Rights of the Child...? What Rights....?
Call me stupid. But how I am into my 36th Year of life and am only just discovering that yes, children have rights. This might seem blatantly obvious to you, but to me it never was. You see, as a child, my body was violated, it was used for others selfish desires. I was told, it seemingly intentionally, that I was nothing. That I was worth nothing. So that is what became my truth. I worshiped at the alter of brokeness and despair. And it became my god. It wasn't until I was well into my 20's that I came to the realisation, that when my mother beat me, and then left the house in a post rage escape, that I could have called the police. That when that man came into my home, and violated me, that I could have called the police. You see, a child like me doesn't have rights. A child like me is low of the value of life. A child like me has no voice. She is told her life is worth less, or none at all. She is at the mercy of the Shadows of Darkness which ...
