child abuse story from Jaime was originally posted on January, 23, 2006.
is from Atchison, Kansas, USA
following child abuse story from Jaime depicts physical abuse and emotional
child abuse effects on Jaime: extremely low self-esteem
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father left when I was just a baby. My mother was a drug addict and an
alcoholic. She was also very abusive physically as well as emotionally. My
self-esteem was almost "0" and it seemed that I was beaten almost
daily. If I was not being beaten, it was because mother was out drinking and
partying. Or it was because she had gotten bored with me and was attacking my
did not understand what was going on. And being in charge of a three-year-old
definitely made me grow up faster than most kids my age.
my life's situation, I was a straight-A student.
dared not tell anyone about Paige's and my situation until I was sixteen. I came
home from school one day to find Paige terribly beaten up, and a note from my
mother (she was at the bar again) threatening to kill us both if we were still
there when she got back.
I not turned Paige and myself into Child Services, I truly believe with all my
heart that I would not be here right now to tell this story. I have no doubt that
my mother would have carried out her threat.
Now I'm a Christian.
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Child abuse story from Jaime was re-formatted June 2, 2015
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