I’ve been waiting for 41 years for tomorrow.

Tomorrow the trail against the teacher who abused me for an entire year I was in his class at the age of 6.

I’m now 47.

I’ve had to report it many times to the police. We had to bring another victim to them in order for them to take it seriously.

There are now many victims that have come to light, and I stand with them tomorrow. I have never met them, nor do I wish to, but I still stand with them.

It’s taken the police so long to charge him, he was found not fit for trial. So tomorrow is a Trial of Facts.

He will never be held accountable for his actions, but hopefully I will be vindicated (from all of those many many people saying I was lying), by his actions being acknowledged by law.

To say I’m anxious is an extreme understatement.