My lawyer just sent me a copy of my affidavit. It has been stamped and accepted by the courts.
So, this is another step closer to the end.
There will be no happy ending at the resolution of this matter.
Money isn’t going to undo what I endured through my childhood.
The events in question occurred on CFB Namao from the fall of 1978 until the spring of 1980, but the repercussions have been felt for years after. Whether it be Captain Terry Totzke interfering with my mental health care and my chance to escape from Richard’s household, or whether it be enduring the derision of my father, these abuses have haunted me for my entire life.
Money isn’t going to erase a lifetime of suffering.
Money isn’t going to erase a lifetime of self doubt and self hatred and confusion. And I would assume that this is true for a lot of the other victims from Canadian Forces Base Namao.
I’m sure that in agreeing to settle, the Canadian Armed Forces, the Department of National Defence, and the Attorney General of Canada will be sure to have language added to the settlement that makes clear that any settlement that they agree to is not an admission of guilt on their behalf.
Sadly, any settlement reached will not ever get me an apology from my father.
I’ll never really get to hear from him what exactly it was that he despised about me the most. Was it I reminded him to much of his ex-wife? Was it being his first born that I represented the end of his ability to go sailing around the world with the navy or flying to exotic places with the air force? Was it really the sexual abuse that I “allowed” the babysitter to commit against my young brother.
Richard’s dead, he’ll never be able to apologize nor will he ever be able to explain. But then again, with what I learnt about him from my foster care records, he was a very troubled man with a lot of issues, so even if he did apologize would he have meant it? If he tried to explain what his issues with me were, would that be the truth or would it just be him telling me what he thought I wanted to hear?
At this point in time the Government of Canada hasn’t replied yet. According to the rules of the court the have a certain amount of time to respond.
Once the Government of Canada responds, then the negotiations commence.
My brain is literally burnt out.
Yes, the Canadian Forces and the Department of National Defence have succeeded in keeping me from ever obtaining criminal convictions in this matter.
But with this settlement at least my name can be cleaned.
And really, that’s all a person has is their name.
When I do die, it’ll be my name that will live on.
There is no afterlife. There is no heaven. There is no hell.
There is just the here and now.
If I hadn’t been so bound and determined to clear my name, my name would have been stained with the events of CFB Namao.
Now when I die, I get to die knowing that my name will live on after I am gone and people will understand why I was the way I was. People will know my story. And people will know the story of the other kids from CFB Namao.