Lulu’s Blues— 01/27/2024

Lulu was 9 or 10 years of age when a family member sexually molested her.

When she turned 12 or 13 years of age, she suffered the same trauma at the hands of another family member.

She was 21 or 22 years old when she was room-mating with a family member.

And she thought that it was okay to get drunk and fall asleep in the safety of her own home.

That family member let someone rape her for drugs.

Lulu’s Blues…

Around that same time, she met a man.

And he liked that she had a child-like nature.

It was a trusting, calm, loving personality that she had.

“You look like a little girl.” He would always tell her.

He would even on occasion make her wear her hair in pigtails.

At that time, she didn’t understand the meaning behind those words and actions.

Lulu’s Blues…

For well over 10 plus years, this man physically, mentally, and verbally abused Lulu.

He would spit in her face, choke her, and then after, tell her that he loved her.

To him and her, it wasn’t physical abuse because he wasn’t slapping and punching her.

However, he did get carried away twice when he stomped on her and punched her in the eye.

It was only when she was older and trying to heal that she understood that she was a victim of abuse on every level!

Lulu’s Blues…

Lulu carried that trauma with her, her whole life.—Laughing and joking to cover up her hurt and pain

Lulu’s blues…

She was in her mid-thirties when she finally told a family member what the other family member had done to her as a child.

That family member told the family member that molested Lulu, and that family member, of course, denied it.

“I’ma whoop Lulu’s ass for lying on me!”

LYING ON YOU?

You know what you did!

Lulu’s Blues…

That same family member whom Lulu confided in, told their mother.

“I don’t care what they did to you. They’re still my child.” Lulu’s mother looked her dead in her face and told her that.

And that wasn’t even her child.

That was an adult child through marriage that did that to Lulu.

Lulu’s Blues…

A few years later, Lulu got the courage to talk about the family member who let someone rape her for cocaine.

She told a different family member, and that family member looked her dead in her eyes and said, “I don’t believe you.”

Can you imagine the hurt and pain of trying to heal by talking to your FAMILY about your trauma?

And they deny it, call you a liar, say that they don’t care and they don’t believe you.

Lulu’s Blues…

Now Lulu is in her early forties, and she’s still trying to heal from her trauma.

She’s still trying to forgive and let go.

Lulu’s still laughing, joking, smiling, singing, and dancing…

Hopefully one day, Lulu can forgive, and heal.

But at this point in her life, all Lulu wants is to be loved and to be left alone.

Lulu’s Happiness…