WILL NOT REST
My name is Bobby Aazami and I founded Will Not Rest to assist and empower survivors of child sexual abuse and narcissistic abuse with their healing journey.
The content on this website, including the one-man show, are the result of extensive research, combined with personal experience. It is aimed from the perspective of a survivor with the following intentions:
Empowering families and friends against child sexual abuse and narcissistic abuse.
Stand by and advocate for survivors of childhood trauma.
Educate and raise awareness.
Join our online community and help contribute towards creating safer communities.
STANDING UP FOR KIDS +
UNTIL EVERYONE DOES
SURVIVORS OF CHILDHOOD TRAUMA
The Six Million
A Super Hero Story Like No Other
"I cannot recommend this show highly enough. It should be compulsory viewing for all parents, a conversation starter for health-care professionals,
a challenge to law-makers and a healing balm for survivors. 5 stars!"
"Funny, moving and a call to action - Bobby Aazami's 'The Six Million Dollar Kid' is a must see. It shows how the simple act of sharing a story - can change the lives of those who hear it."
"To hear a man tell this story is particularly impactful as it feels deeply healing to the collective masculine."
"Witnessing this kind of bravery in action is something I will always remember. I walked away with a deep sense of belonging, hope and an undying need to share my own story."
What People Are Saying
By: Bobby Aazami,
Founder, Will Not Rest
The Statistics on
Child Sexual Abuse
1 in 4 girls and 1 in 6 boys will be molested before age 17
90% of pedophiles abuse children they know with almost 80 percent by a parent or step-parent
50% or more of abused children are between the ages of 5 and 11
84% of all prison inmates have been abused as a child
65% of people in treatment for drug abuse have been maltreated as a child
25% less likely to practice safe sex, putting them at a greater risk for STD's
80% meet criteria for at least one psychological disorder as adults
Quarter of all girls are sexually assaulted before they reach the age of 18.
Sexually abused children who keep the abuse a secret or who “tell” and are not believed are at greater risk for social psychological, emotional and physical problems, often lasting into adulthood.
So long as survivors of childhood trauma are silenced and shamed...
So long as families, churches and schools maintain the secrecy...
So long as perpetrators are enabled and protected...
It's an epidemic.
BETRAYED BY SILENCE:
My Personal Story As A Survivor Of Child Sexual Abuse
By: Bobby Aazami, February 1st, 2014
“In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.”
–Dr. Martin Luther King
I was nine years old when I woke up one morning and realized I was no longer going to be living in Iran. I had overheard my parents discussing their immediate plans of moving to America. The Shah of Iran had been overthrown from his secular monarchy by the Ayatollah Khomeini, a bearded 77 year old once exiled to France, now ruling Iran as the sign of God on earth. My country was then, as it is now, in turmoil.
35 years have passed from those dying days of 1979. And yet, I remember vividly the scenes of what transpired at the airport in Tehran. Running alongside my mother and father, I held my 7 year-old brother’s hand as my parents desperately tried to board us on a plane in hopes of rescuing us from dangerous elements that would potentially challenge the safety and stability of our family.
En route to the United States, we were detained in Mexico for a 2-week period. I was too young to understand what was happening but we were being refused entry into the United States. We could not get a proper visa for my grandfather, who at the time was almost 90 years old. I later remember my mother saying that my father would repeatedly go to the American Embassy to obtain an entry visa for him, but for unknown reasons, his application was constantly denied. It was during this period of chaos and instability, uprooted and vulnerable, with no country or home to call our own and dependent on the trust we had forged with one another as family that I was left alone in our hotel room with my dad’s cousin. What happened in that hotel room and in the years to follow would ultimately challenge any stability or peace of mind I would know for the next 3 decades...