POV of a Mother who have a sexually abused daughter.

It's been a month since it happened. The abuser is in jail already awaiting trial. The abuser was my Father a known alcoholic. We left the house that day stayed with a coworker for a few days till i find an apartment near my daughter's school. I've used all my leave credits at work because of what happened. Attended therapies at NCMH hoping to relieve my daughter's trauma. Now im back at work. Trying to juggle work, life and being a strong mother for my daughter. Everyday I'm hurting. I cry myself to sleep. Everytime i look at my daughter i think i failed her. I failed to make her safe. I don't want her to see me crying. I wanted her to see me as her brave Mother. I always assure her that none of this was her fault. She miss her friends. Life is somehow unfair. I've been thru a lot but this tops everything. Sometimes i just feel like giving up. My daughter's hugs and kisses are the only things that makes me want to be alive. Her silly stories and jokes makes me look forward week after week. Every restday i get from work i spend it all with her. I wouldn't trade it for anything. I hope life gets better. I think we deserve it too. I want to feel genuine happiness again. Only a couple of my closest friends and my Manager knew about what happened. I don't want others to pity us. All i want is justice. Being a single parent is hard, but being a single parent of a sexually abused child is the hardest. I hope no one will ever experience this. No child and parent deserves this. 💔