I’m sorry. I know how you feel. I feel like crying all of the time. It’s like an unending sorrow. You are not alone.

I have it too. I distrust ANY teenage girl, and am very jaded when I hear people's tales of sexual assault/ rape.
The sad thing is, I'm a survivor myself. But I now know how easy it is to be falsely accused.
Even when things are going good, I wonder what else is gonna happen

One aspect of these situations that add to the PTSD is the manner in which law enforcement storm the house at dawn to make a raid, usually on some harmless kid for suspected CP.

They come in eight or ten deep, guns drawn, with body armor and act like hooligans and thugs. While they are there they push family members around and a family is damn lucky if they don’t shoot the family dog. Law enforcement would be better served if they showed some respect to the family members during one of these raids.

I have had dozens of mothers and wives tell me that since the raid, every time they hear a knock at the door they almost have a heart attack out of fear and it has affected them greatly.

There is no reason for this show of force and disrespect toward a person that has not even been arrested yet. Most of their targets are harmless guys who are so overwhelmed with life that they began looking at naughty images of underage people. Resisting arrest or creating a dangerous situation for th ecops is the last thing on their minds.

Just disgusting.

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I wasn't there when the 13 Fed agents dressed to the teeth with guns drawn, stuck a gun to my son's head and told him if he moved he'd be dead.
I'm just his mom. I own a business and when someone comes in my shop and has a strong attitude or starts demanding things.. retail folks,... I find that my heart starts racing and i become fearful for no reason until that situation is over.
and my son says he'll never be able to have a real life. it's taken years off my life and ruined our family. So many families.

I believe your son will be able to have a life. When I was going through the hell storm I didn’t think I would either. I just prayed to God everyday to wake up when it was over, time warp me to the future. That didn’t happen, but eventually things came together. I met my angel of a wife, I’ve kept the same job for 8 years. There is some semblance of normalcy, don’t let your son believe he can’t live life! I wanted to give up so many times and my parents wouldn’t let me. “Your past is not who you are,” they would tell me every time.

His past does not define him, and the government be damned they don’t define him either.

“Get busy living, or get busy dying.”

I think it's easier for some. I'm a survivor.. for my son it's a bit harder. He hasn't had a girlfriend since he was 19, and that was 9 years ago. that's tough on a young man. He knows where he was and he thinks of how he's going to create a future for himself. I guess he's a survivor too.

good thing I'm an optimist.

I won’t pretend to know what your son needs.

For me, I needed tough love and encouragement. I needed someone to tell me to stop feeling sorry for myself and live life. That if I never put myself out there I would never have a life.

You staying positive and being an optimist is a great thing for your son! I know it can be tough but for me I feel it made a big difference.