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In 1997, Alix Chapels world was to change forever when her husband Billy suffered a mental breakdown. After ten years of marriage, Billys breakdown forced him - and Alex - to face up to the truth of his tormented childhood.Unbeknown to Alix, Billy had been living with a terrible burden: he was ruthlessly and shockingly abused as a child, and he had carried the mental scars into adulthood. When it all became too much for him, Alix, his devoted and loving wife, stood by him and helped him to work through the pain and begin the healing.

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To love a thing means wanting it to live.

Confucius

A ll the family names have been changed to protect the privacy and dignity of my husband (except the dog who couldnt be anything other than our Ben). Our friends in Canada, who are mentioned in the book, have all chosen for me to use their real names. All other names, in both Canada and the UK, have been changed. I have also changed the names of the abusers but not to protect their privacy or dignity.

Some place names in the UK have been changed. Also please note that the flashback experiences are written based on what both my husband and I remember of those times and our interpretation of those events as seen from that age.

The order of some events have been changed and some details have been added or changed in order, once again, to protect my husbands privacy and for editing purposes. Any details of abuse are taken from either my husbands police statement or from discussions with him and are exactly as my husband remembers them.

Theres one thing I know for sure
We started with minds and hearts so pure
Theres something that happens on the way
And turns all the colours back to grey

And you wish and you hope
When youre climbing the slope
That the closure you find
Will leave it behind
And the space that you seek
When youre reaching the peak
Will reveal peace of mind
When the stars are aligned

We shine like stars in the wintertime
Youre not a throwaway boy
You can see it now

Billys Song by James K

I will start by thanking everyone at John Blake Publishing. Particularly John Blake and Steve Burdett, but especially Elena Tsangarides for reading the manuscript believing in it and passing it on to John.

Also, Id like to thank the people who made my childhood what it was. The before people My family: Mum, Dad & sisters; Uncle Hal, Auntie Helen, Catherine and Neale; Uncle Clinton; maternal and paternal grandparents youre not all still here, but youll still know of my gratitude. And of course my most special friends: Samantha Temple, Deanna Tognela, Leanne Hamilton, Gail Johnson, Krista Hitch (and all of their families!). And not forgetting my best teachers: Barry Robbins and Dave Dunnett. My husband didnt have people like them in his childhood, so most importantly I want to thank The Divine Power that granted him such an exquisite mind and blessed him with such a resilient psyche both specifically for him and instrumental in the same way that the above people were for me.

Some of those aforementioned people were also significant during people, along with and especially The Jeffrey Five, Tracey MacGowan, Marjorie & Bruce Johnson, Katrina Kearley, and all of my Baby Buntings in particular, A Thomson, P Inches, M Hartnell, S Johnson, the Mollenhaur sisters, J & T Eason and L Crisp (and all their parents!).

So stands to reason then that next I want to thank our after people. Again, some important ones have already been named, but must include new friends: Christine Schwabe; my darts girls and, in particular, Lesley and Jo; and finally the special members of the exclusive B.B. book club; Samantha Jeffrey for everything! (before, during and after). And Erin Simpson for sharing my love of books and writing, for training Our Boy Ben and for seeing that he was a prince among dogs.

That done, I must give a big thank you to my sister Kate and D. Brown. We wouldnt have been able to make the move if it hadnt been for both of their support. Our life is better because of it. To my brother-in-law, aka James K, you have done so much; it is difficult to know where to start! I will forever be in your debt.

I would also like to thank everyone who allowed me to quote their lyrics in the book and to include their songs on the NAPAC Un-muted CD. Particularly, the family of Dirk McCray as well as all the members of Lahayna especially Matt Edun and their manager Paul Cannon.

On Billys behalf, thanks to all his new friends from the village. You dont all know it, but you have been instrumental in his recovery, which in turn has impacted upon both of our lives. Clearly, some people we were simply meant to meet, and none more so than one particular family (who somehow knew exactly the way to support us in their own unique, quiet yet exactly the right way). So, thank you to them for everything, but especially for providing Billy with the best therapist ever!

Now, special thanks to Keith and Catherine Roberts, and Helen Patton for ensuring our life in the Northeast is still filled with family support and love. Which naturally leads to heartfelt recognition, and all our best love and gratitude going to Daniel, Susannah and Rosie-Rose all three of you help to fill the void. Immeasurably. XO

Family and friends covered, I now simply must continue. I personally want to thank all the Operations across the UK that carried out the Historical Abuse Investigations, in particular, Liam& Mark. Thank you both for your professionalism and dedication. At least some paedophiles were brought to justice! Thank you to George Bennett and the Tees, Esk and Wear Valleys NHS Trust, for providing one of the highest levels of mental-health care in the whole country. Huge gratitude must also go to Ady Davies. You were amazing, made the biggest difference and we miss you. Thank you. Thank you.

Lastly, but certainly NOT least, a huge thank you to NAPAC, for all that you do for survivors all over the UK. Especially Helen Munt (for all your help with the CD, as well as everything else!). And to Peter Saunders, NAPACS Founder/Chief Executive what can I say? The biggest thank you isnt enough! I will close by saying, to both of you, bless your heart.

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County Durham, England
December 2005

When Im reminded of something, or if Im remembering somewhere my husband, Billy, and I went or something we did during the 20 years weve been together, I automatically categorise it as either before, during or after. Even now, when I think of before, my tummy turns over. It doesnt matter how lovely the memory is, I still get that feeling because I know what is to come.

The during phase, for me, starts with my husbands mental breakdown. The memories from the years that follow are clouded in a sort of haze. It was like a bad dream. It was so awful for so long that now it is as if I lost those years of my life.

I cant believe it all started in 1997 a decade has passed since then. What makes me feel even worse is that for my husband it all started over 35 years ago.

The period of after is the same for both of us basically, after the truth came out. However, Billys before and during are vastly different. Perhaps most poignant is that he doesnt have many before memories. He was so young when the bad took over that, for him, all his life from an early age has been in the during phase.

My childhood was a stark contrast. I grew up in Canada, where my parents emigrated in the mid-1960s, and led a happy and normal life. While I was squabbling with my sisters over Barbie dolls, Billy, growing up in Wales, was experiencing what no child should have to go through. I sometimes feel guilty for what I had, but I also know that my childhood helped to make me who I am, which has enabled me to be there for Billy.

By the time Billy was in his early twenties, he was a master at being able to push the memories away. His mind had done a remarkable job of protecting him. Sadly, it had had lots of practice. He learned to avoid things that made him remember his past. He spent the whole of his twenties pretending he was just like everyone else and adapting to living with the feelings of worthlessness and guilt that never left his head. He felt ashamed and dirty all the time. He hated himself, but hid it well, and worked hard at doing so. I met that boy hiding in a mans body in 1985. He fell in love with me, and I fell in love with him. But deep down he didnt think he deserved my love. The chip on his shoulder was fast becoming a chunk and his demons were constantly lurking below the surface.

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