Much of what you have written resonates with me. Our emotions were stuffed down. We were not allowed to express them. Silence was golden and beatings were the norm. And why in Gods name would you need a priest to talk to you especially after he molested you? But I was forced to see this "man of God" to straighten me around...It took me many years for me to finally find my voice. And I certainly did not raise my sons like I was!