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What are your morals based on? Where do you find certain experiences are wrong? Abuse, molesting etc. What are you basing it on? Give me reasons why this is wrong and unjust. Trying to make you reach deep and answer. Letting it go….writing it out, takes that power away from the abuser! Believe that. Picture them being slapped down by your confidence!

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  1. UnknownJanuary 27, 2011 at 3:21 AM

    Picture them being slapped down by your confidence!
    What are your morals based on?

    Where do you find certain experiences are wrong?

    Given it’s a metaphor above, yet to answer your first question about morals, I find an Eye for an Eye even though biblical in nature nothing more or less than perpetuating the same cycle of abuse no matter the justification and to commit harm no matter the justification a loss for all. I can’t pretend to be able to anticipate all context to any crime against others, yet most times things are much more complicated than we can guess. Even if it’s only a frame of mind over the act, yet the better path is not to use fire to fight fire, be honest in our homes we use water or baking soda because we know using the same only damages more and makes it spread. So as Christ said turn the other cheek. Lastly

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  2. AnonymousJanuary 27, 2011 at 6:10 AM

    My stepfather abused me emotionally and sexually for many years. It was extremely difficult and damaging, but even at a young age, I thought, what must he have been through to do perpetrate such hideous acts? I am certainly no saint, but on his deathbed, I went to him and told him he was loved and he was forgiven. I can't describe how difficult that was, but I'm glad I did it.

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