As a foster child, I was molested by one of my foster fathers. His wife walked in on him in the act of r***** me. Her response was to pack up their children and leave. She left me and my sister there with him. He was free to do with us as he pleased. And he did.
I’m an adult now. I have a strong, stable, healthy relationship with my husband of 20 years. We have kids who are awesome.
A few months ago I subscribed to one of those paid people sites to search for my extended biological family. Out of the blue I decided to type in his name. Fully expecting to see he had a record for child molestation. He didn’t. Not only that, the wife who left us with him went back to him. They are still married, have kids and the icing on the cake she is a child therapist specializing in s***** abuse. I’m so mad that he never had to pay for the torture he put us through.
Here is where I am very disgusted with myself. Using an alias, I sent him, his wife and their child a message via fb stating that I was his illigimate child. I just wanted to disrupt the foster parents lives. To inflict pain like they had to me. But, in my haste I didn’t stop to consider his adult child’s feelings. She now thinks she may have a sister in this world. It wasn’t her fault he was a monster. I’m so infused with guilt I can’t sleep. I’m the monster now. I’m normally a very considerate person who thinks things through rationally and I conduct myself so I don’t have regrets. Until recently.