Dear Sister Mary Louise,

Sister, I don't think you remember me. My name is Monica, or as you and Father Maynard called me LP, (Little Princess). After all these years I've finally built up the courage to write to you. I just need to let you know what has been on my mind for the past 10 years of my life.

You see Sister, even though you did not physically hurt me, you didn't make the problem any better. Father Maynard hurt me and raped me, you could have told the police or tell him to stop, but you didn't. Instead of helping me and making me feel safe you brought me to him, you mocked me and called me LP bringing all the bad and hurtful memories back to me. Think if you were in my position? The people I should have been able to trust were the people hurting me.

I am not that little 13 year old girl anymore, I am now 25. I help boys and girls that have been abused surpass their fears and pain that they felt. I am happy to tell you that I too have surpassed my fears and pain that you made me feel. I hope you have moved on from the unhealthy stage of standnig by and not helping when somebody is hurting. Please take the time to think about all of this.


Thank you for teaching
me how not to act,

~Monica