So your child comes to you and tells you he is gay or she is lesbian. You feel that the earth has dropped out from under your feet. You look at them and try to read their faces. A million questions go through your mind. You look at them and wait, are they joking? Your mind screams, “Please just laugh and say I’m only joking”. It does not come. You realise this is real. You feel for a moment you’re in a Mexican standoff.
Your child cannot see the person at the other end of the computer. There is no way for children to know who they are talking to. The paedophile will start an innocent conversation with your child. They are very good at posing as young children and are up to date with what children like, are interested in and the latest trends. At first, the questions will be innocent and seemingly harmless.
“My son, was sexually abused by a predator. I felt as though my son’s life and mine had come to an end. As a result I blamed myself and hated myself. How could I not have seen? Was it possible I let this happen? Why did I not see the signs? What did I do wrong that my little boy not tell me?When I eventually found out my first action was to hold my son. I told him over and over again that I was sorry. Very sorry that I wasn’t there when he needed me the most”.This was the beginning of a seeming never-ending nightmare for Mom X. There was no light at the end of the tunnel.