Hello.. I am new here. I came across this site/group in a search for support and guidance during what is easily the most difficult time in my life.
My daughter (14 yo) just disclosed to me that her father inappropriately touched her about 2-3 yrs ago. He does not live with us, and they have had a rocky relationship for as long as he's been around. Inconsistent in his parenting efforts, at best. I was shocked, appalled, disgusted, heartbroken..a plethora of emotions as I am sure you can imagine.
Now what to do? I have been tirelessly searching for a therapist to see her ASAP. I also have a son (7 yo) and I can't help but wonder if he also experienced inappropriate behavior at the hands of his father. We had plans to meet up with him today (he does not see them without me being present anymore) and I texted him this morning and told him we'd have to reschedule, I said my son was not feeling well. I didn't know what else to say or do.
My daughter was told not to dare ever tell me about what happened. I am trying to figure out a timeline of when it happened, based on what she told me, I am thinking it happened about 3 yrs ago roughly.
I am lost, I am heartbroken, I don't know what steps to take next. I have been reading and reading online, articles and research and I just feel so alone. I was able to get an appointment with a therapist on Wednesday, which is farther away than I'd like. What next? Call the police, right? It was a few hrs ago but they can still press charges right? If anyone has some advice or anything, please, I am all ears. Thanks.
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