Religious Counsel

Religious Counsel November 25, 2013

by Anais Chartschenko cross posted from her blog The Monsterium

(Please welcome Anais to NLQ and to the SASBN! We’re glad she’s here!)

My rapist had listened to me. I had warned him I was thinking of telling on him. I was getting tired of being his rag doll. He explained very gently that no one would believe me, or if they did they would tell me it was my fault. He decided to demonstrate this. He was very sensitive this way.

 

He brought me to the pastor’s office on the big church campus. There were two men inside the office. The pastor, who I didn’t know, and a blond blind man, who I didn’t know. Then there was a rapist. And then there was me. Three adult men in a locked office, and a minor girl. Me. It’s good to know a room’s dynamics.

 

My rapist had big blue eyes that he filled with the most convincing tears. He cried about how I was making him sin. I was causing him to stray from the path, and he had raped and sodomized me, and blah blah blah cry whine poor him. I sat there silently. I mean, what a show! What should I say? Adult me wants to reach back in time and say fuck you to all the men in the room, dial 911 to report some rapes, and get child me out of there. But, alas, I had been programmed to be polite. Be nice. And I actually kind of felt sorry for my rapist at the time. I mean, he was crying! He was apologizing, kind of! Not really, but in a way!

 

After he was done sniveling, and was passed the tissues, all eyes turned to me. The Jezebel. They wanted me to agree to forgive this whole unfortunate event, to pray with all of them. The blind man offered that he used to be angry at god, like he could tell I was, but now he wasn’t! So see? It would be in everyone’s best interest for me to comply. Forgive and forget, and make nice with my rapist.

 

When I remained silent, they started to wonder if I was touched by the devil. That was why I was so alluring to this poor, helpless man. They wondered if I might need an exorcism. The rapist had seen me shake when raping me once, after all. What was that all about? Must be Satan (Sadly, I have no demonic powers. It’s epilepsy. Damn.)!

 

I didn’t want to have an exorcism. Everyone was praying but me, and my eyes were wide open. This was one of the most frightening events in my life. I wanted out of the room. I couldn’t breathe. He had just confessed to doing all this torture and somehow what he had always assured me was right: No matter what, it was my fault. No one would stop him, no one would help me. I was scum. He was holy; he just needed a quick touch up. “Dear Jesus, I totally raped the hell out of this underage girl. You forgive me though, right?” Of course! He was free and clear, his soul pure as a dove.

I remain soiled.

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I am Anais. I was raised in a fundamentalist community. I try to understand what high school is like through YA fiction. I write while drinking tea. I have a story published in the Love Magick Anthology, edited by Francesca Lia Block. Currently, I am working on a book.

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  • mayarend

    I’m sorry you had to go through that. From the way you talk, it seems you managed to overcome it – at least partially. But rest assured – you are not soiled, you are perfect.
    I have epilepsy too, and it was a frustrating and half-dramatic experience without the Jeebus component (or the exorcism threat), so my heart is with you.
    Welcome to NLQ.

  • Abbé Faria

    I have no idea what to say to this story. How is this even real? How is this something that still happens and not some anecdote in history books about how awful things were before?

  • Saraquill

    I hope you’re far away from that place.

  • Because misogyny is still everywhere. Men still occupy a more powerful status in society, and the sick and twisted ones use it to their advantage to prey on people, especially women.

    See also: altar boy rape.

  • When it comes to wealthy or middle-class white men who claim to be sorry, we Christians can be the most criminally gullible people in the whole world. I’m so sorry.

  • Edie Moore McGee

    Unfortunately, some of what she was saying sounds a little like what’s coming out in the court papers in the Sovereign Grace case.