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Mother-son incest victim describes shame, and redemption through his son.
Dec. 1, 2009— -- The molestation began as gentle fondling when Gregg Milligan was 4 years old, but it soon escalated to aggressive touching and eventually beatings that would render him unconscious.
For seven years, until Michigan child welfare workers intervened when he was 11, Milligan was too ashamed to reveal that his tormentor was his own mother.
"She was very brutal," said Milligan. "Through her difficulty reaching climax, she would become frustrated and violent, hitting and punching and slapping not only my genitals, but my face and body."
"It was terribly confusing, and it wasn't just the violation," said Milligan, now 46, and director of infrastructure for a major health care provider in Michigan.
As bad as the incest was, things got worse. Milligan's father had left when he was 2, but by the time he was 8, his mother, an alcoholic and a prostitute , invited strange men home who would sexually abuse him.
"Back then I would never tell anyone, not even a sibling," said Milligan, the most "compliant and sensitive" of three children living at home. "I was just too afraid. It was so horrendous for me to believe she actually would do this to me."
One of the unspeakable secrets in the world of child sexual abuse is that mothers can be molesters . Often, they prey on daughters, but more frequently their sons -- who report increased feelings of isolation and sexual confusion along with thoughts of suicide .
Both of Milligan's parents are now dead, but his past still haunts him.
"Around 10 years old, I started to get this unbelievable feeling of dread that if I don't get out I am going to die from the decadence, the debauchery, the forced molestations and the beatings that became more severe," he said. "For three months I suffered from hysterical paralysis ."
An estimated one in four girls and one in seven boys will be sexually assaulted or abused before the age of 18, according to the Alabama-based National Children's Advocacy Center . In 27 percent of these cases, the abuse is perpetrated by the child's parents.
Previous studies of day care workers published in 2000 in the Journal of Sex Research , found that women -- without male accomplices -- accounted for only about 6 percent of the abuse of females and 14 percent of males.
But more recent national surveys indicate about 12 percent of all child abuse cases are committed by women -- "a 100 percent increase compared with previous data," according to Chris Newlin , NCAC's executive director.
"We view females as care givers and protectors of children," he told ABCNews.com. "Now we are beginning to understand females are sexually abusing children, and it is occurring much more."
Professionals are stymied by public perception that incest is "an ugly subject," and that women can't commit such crimes.
"If it's a 35-year-old female and a 14-year-old boy, we'd say the boy is getting lucky," said Newlin. "And if it was a 35 year-old male and a 14-year-old girl, we'd call that a pervert."
And boys like Milligan aren't often believed.
"We have this overarching thing that goes back to the Salem witch trials of children making up stories," said Newlin. "You can't trust kids."
Survivors like Milligan say that these crimes often go unnoticed, not just because society can't imagine women as aggressors, but because boys feel riddled with shame.
"There is this terrible stigma that boys crave sex," said Milligan. "We are just as impressionable and naive and just as afraid. How can anything be consensual at 4 or 11 years old?"
He was finally able to tell all in the self-published memoir he took a decade to write -- initially titled "God Must Be Sleeping," he changed the title to reflect a more upbeat chronicle of his survival, " A Beautiful World ."
But Milligan has much to be positive about. Though his childhood was ravaged, he has managed to raise a son, now 23, who "has never known violence or abuse."
Today, Milligan is a spokesman for the Rape, Abuse and Incest National Network , sharing his experiences as a survivor.
About 10 percent of all crisis calls to the RAINN hotline are from males, according to program director Jennifer Wilson, who said they get about 100,000 calls a year.
"This crime is hard to track because people just don't share it with law enforcement," she told ABCNews.com.
In September, when child star MacKenzie Phillips went on the "Oprah Winfrey Show" to disclose her father had raped her at the age of 19, calls to RAINN's hotline from incest victims "spiked."
Mothers who sexually abuse tend to have higher rates of mental illness and are often the victims of abuse themselves. They also have easier access to children.
"It's easy for women to go unnoticed," said Wilson. "And at the legal stage, they get lighter sentences."
Because incest is considered taboo, few boys come forward and social service providers are not often trained in detecting signs in women abusers.
One victim, Dominic Carter, a TV news reporter in New York, wrote about his own abuse at the hands of his mother in his 2007 memoir, " No Momma's Boy ." Earlier this month, Carter was convicted of attempted assault after a 2008 fight with his wife, and could face up to three months in jail.
As a child, Milligan turned his anguish inward.
"My brother and sister could leave the house and naturally play with friends," he said. "I was petrified to leave mother. The clear sense was that if I did, the punishment would be worse."
His mother also threatened to kill herself and Milligan said he more than once was hit by cars while chasing his mother into the street.
His father was equally volatile, returning once to beat his mother "so bad he left her with an eye hanging out of the socket."
Teachers were also unaware of the abuse. "In their defense, I was kept out of school," he said about his frequent injuries. "My mother was very cunning."
The family was on welfare, but when social service workers paid their visits, the children were "always pushed out of the house and not allowed to come home," Milligan said.
Dr. Carole Jenny , a pediatrician and director of the Child Protection Program at Hasbrow Children's Hospital in Providence, R.I., said sexual abuse by mothers is "really hard to diagnose -- most of the time it's not witnessed."
"Most kids have normal exams, and most parents give a credible history," she said. "Most prepubescent boys and girls don't have any lasting physical findings. Abrasions and redness disappear within 24 hours of the event."
For young children, like Milligan, who eventually called an older married sister to intervene, getting help is difficult.
"I was sneaking money and stealing coins and running down to the pay phone and begging, 'Please come and save us,'" he said. "She eventually did but was reluctant because she was afraid."
After a court battle -- his mother unsuccessfully sought custody -- Milligan lived for a time with his sister, immersing himself in books and trying to catch up.
He had missed so much school that he could only read at a third-grade level.
"I could tell time and tie my shoes, but I struggled through my first book, Dr. Seuss' 'Green Eggs and Ham,'" he said. "I read the whole summer and pored though every book I checked out of the library. By seventh grade I barely passed, but I never quit. I kept trying and trying."
But the abuse took its toll. Until he was 16, Milligan had panic attacks and wet his bed, seeing countless child psychologists and therapists.
But by the time he was asked to leave his sister's at 16, he was an A student and involved in athletics.
Though he drifted out of foster homes and shelter with friends and priests, Milligan eventually went on to college and later graduate school.
"To this day the one question people ask is why I survived," he said. "I don't know, maybe there was something bigger and better than all of us and I tapped in to it. But I remind people it doesn't come without its problems."
As an adult, Milligan now needs medication to sleep and still has chronic nightmares, as well as anxiety attacks. "I find myself carrying around a paper bag, but I've managed to avoid the pitfalls of any addictions," he said.
Some men who are abused by their mothers become hypersexual or addicted to pornography, others avoid contact altogether.
Milligan, too, struggles with intimacy in relationships. His first marriage ended in divorce, but he has since remarried. "She is a wonderful woman and working with me in therapy."
Milligan's "happy ending" was watching his son from the first marriage -- "the sweetest, most gentle young man" -- recently graduate summa cum laude from college.
"If there is any indication of success, it's not me or the fact that I graduated from college or writing a professional position," he said. "It's my son -- he has never known violence, only love."
But his own attitude has also fueled Milligan's recovery. "I wanted to focus on the possibility of change and perseverance," he said. "I honestly don't know why I chose to read instead of doing drugs."
With good treatment, many male victims like Milligan do survive, according to Nancy Cotterman, director of the Broward County Sexual Abuse Treatment Center in Fort Lauderdale, Fla.
"I don't think they ever forget, but there are many who become empowered adolescents and adults."
What's lacking, say experts, is public awareness of mother-son abuse.
"We have the laws we need, the professionals in every profession and a tremendous network of highly trained and capable individuals in the U.S. to respond to sexual abuse," said NCAC's Newlin. "The greatest challenge is that it is such an ugly subject that most people have a hard time wanting to pay attention to it"
For free, confidential, 24/7, call the National Sexual Assault Hotline at 1-800-656-HOPE or go to the online hotline .
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Love comes in all genders, colours, age, size and shape.
But what happens when love is something that makes you question everything you’ve ever known?
“He gave me a call and asked me to pick him up, I got butterflies in my stomach. I met him outside and I knew it was him when he came towards me. He was crying and he gave me a hug. It was almost love at first sight but first, it was mother love. He gave me a mother hug. He came home in the truck and came to live with me and we were both happy as mother and son.”
“At first I told him,”I’m sorry I don’t know how you are going to react to this. I’m your mom and you’re my son, but I’m falling in love with you”. And he said: “You know what I am too. I was scared to let you know.”
“If they lock me up for love then they lock me up. There is no way anybody could pull us apart, and I really do love him. It hurts he is far away. It hurts really bad. I wish I could see him, talk to him, but I can’t risk it.”
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‘There’s a lot of negative comments I read on Facebook and things – people say it’s disgusting, it’s gross, she’s your mom but it doesn’t hurt me or affect me at all.
‘If they were in my situation or if they were to find out that somebody they loved was actually related to them then they’d be saying the exact opposite.’
“I will wait for her if she gets a jail sentence and I don’t. For me it’s not about patience it’s about commitment. If I’m committed to something I follow it through that’s the kind of person I am. If I love her enough and I’m crazy enough to stay in Clovis for her and crazy enough to face all the courts for her then waiting a bit of time to have the rest of my life being happy then I’m willing to do that.”

Adopted at birth in Ireland, Caitríona Palmer eventually found and got to know her birth mother. But there was one strict rule in their relationship – it had to remain a secret
Caitríona Palmer met her biological mother, Sarah, when she was 27. Photograph: Megan Witt
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C aitríona Palmer had a grounded childhood, so when her mother asked her on her sixth birthday to help make the bed, she didn’t find the request odd. They each took two corners of the sheet, wafted it into the air, and as it settled her mother began to talk. “Before you were born, another mammy carried you in her tummy but was unable to keep you … Now that you’re a big girl, I want you to remember her for yourself and to pray for her.”
Caitríona, understandably, was not prepared for this revelation. She wanted to cry. But she did not cry. She had been given an answer to her “creeping sense of otherness” and her six-year-old brain was already quickening with emotional calculations, apportioning consideration to her now multiple mothers, dividing the empathy, subtracting herself. If she cried, she might hurt Mary, the person she had always thought of as her mother.
There was barely a minute to register and evaluate these feelings while Mary smoothed the sheet, puffed the Paddington Bear pillow and patted the Paddington duvet into place. Caitríona’s parents read her stories about the adopted bear, perhaps in part to prepare her for this moment, and though she didn’t understand why, she had “an unusual attachment” to him.
Even at this distance, Caitríona, 43, remembers each high-speed thought. “I have young children myself and I look back and think, could I really have thought it at that moment? I absolutely know I did. I was awash with confusion and angst and total loss.”
As the years have passed, Caitríona’s emotional reckoning has lengthened and complicated. She has laid it all out in her memoir, An Affair with my Mother, in which she tells the story of Sarah, who conceived her outside marriage in 1972, in rural Ireland , and handed her over at birth to a Catholic adoption agency. Affair seems an odd word to describe a relationship with a parent, but that’s how it feels for Caitríona, who has spent the past 16 years getting to know her birth mother only on condition of the strictest secrecy.
Theirs is a relationship conducted entirely undercover. They have emailed and texted, and never once surprised one another with a knock on the door or a spontaneous call to a landline. Their meeting places lie safely outside the perimeter of Sarah’s social circle. Once, in a Dublin hotel foyer, Sarah, a teacher, was walking towards Caitríona with open arms, only to swerve at the last minute after recognising a friend, whom she greeted instead.
Yet Sarah (not her real name) welcomed Caitríona’s initial approach. She had been “waiting for this moment for 27 years”. She “sent her love”. She was “very happy”. Caitríona jotted down all Sarah’s words, relayed to her by a social worker acting as intermediary, on a sheet of paper now softened with age. It was only after the call ended that she began to ponder a note that still makes her flinch: “One concern – family doesn’t know / husband doesn’t know.”
Fine, thought Caitríona, and told Sarah to take her time. She little understood that the time Sarah needed might be a lifetime.
The predicament of Caitríona’s book is that she and Sarah are like magnets turned the wrong way. For all their love, their respective wishes repel the other. Set against Caitríona’s desperate, understandable wish to be the acknowledged daughter of her birth mother is Sarah’s desperate, understandable wish to preserve the shape of her life as she has publicly lived it. These wishes cannot both be satisfied. So which woman’s right is greater – Sarah’s to die with her secret or Caitríona’s to be known?
For Caitríona, concealment has nurtured “the feeling that I was something to hide, that I was not worthy of being brought out into the light”. Occasionally, the hurt tips into rage. In the book, Caitríona tries everything to reach back through her personal history to her beginnings, her pre-beginnings, the lives that her mother and father led. Time and again she is thwarted. She tries genealogical websites, she talks to women who worked at the Catholic maternity hospital where she was born, visits her birth father’s village and sits outside his house in her car. She interviews local historians, she even meets Philomena Lee , whose search for her forcibly adopted son was the subject of the 2013 film Philomena.
“My story and Sarah’s story is the story of all these other people in Ireland who are in the same situation but nobody wants to come out and talk about it,” Caitríona says.
This sense of Caitríona chasing her origins, of Sarah retreating further into the safety of the secret, ripples through the book. There have been blissful incidents, such as when Caitríona introduced Sarah to her children – the eldest two knew who she was – and Sarah fretted about whether they were safe climbing trees. “It made me incandescently happy because she was being a grandmother,” says Caitríona.
Sarah is extraordinarily elusive and the book itself, as it jumps between past and present or draws a veil over a private conversation, abets her escape. When Caitríona interviews her, she provides information about the food she ate when she was seeing Caitríona’s birth father and the price of cinema tickets, but little emotional content. She is there, and she is not, in the text as in life.
“One day I’ll tell everyone,” Sarah promises Caitríona. She taps her throat, as if the secret were a fishbone. “It’s right here.” The pain for her has been immense and she confides, “I often think of suicide.”
So how far should Caitríona go, in her despair to be an acknowledged member of Sarah’s family? Despite her great wish for openness, she says she has never tried to persuade Sarah to divulge her existence to her husband and three children.
But she also colludes in that secrecy, accepts it as the necessary condition on which she can know her mother. Her father, incidentally, is more evasive. After managing to identify him (without Sarah’s knowledge), Caitríona passed a letter to an intermediary, but her father declined to read it. His contribution to this story is really that of two potent silences. The first, appallingly, is in response to Sarah’s news that she is pregnant.
All this elusiveness frustrates Caitríona with the sense that she has spent years “being solicitous to the two people who hold the keys and the clues to who I am”.
How fateful her initial insistence must seem that Sarah should take her time. Would she have said it if she had known then what she knows now? “I think initially I would be accepting but after a certain passage of time I would tell her that it was not possible to continue in the way that we did,” she says. “I’m older now. I have more insight. I’ve been a mother for 12 glorious years … So I would be stronger and not put myself through what I’ve gone through … I would do it in
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