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Child Abuse Story From
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Child Abuse Story From Lucy



This child abuse story from Lucy was originally posted to my child abuse stories page on January 23, 2006.


Lucy is from Kelowna, British Columbia, Canada

The following child abuse story from Lucy depicts emotional abuse and physical abuse.

The child abuse effects on Lucy: very low self-esteem, depression and suicidal thoughts.


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My story begins in childhood, being raised by Portuguese immigrantsin the midst of a vast and foreign city: Vancouver, BC.

As a child, I remember the chaos and tension seeming somehow normal - everyday, it was there: the screaming, the yelling, the beating, the crying... Itwas the same with all my Portuguese friends - we didn't know any different.

I particularly remember sobbing hysterically on my bed one night, at the age of8, swearing under my breath that I hated my parents. "Someday," I told myselfvehemently, "someday, when I'm old enough, I'll leave and never come back;you'll never have the chance to hurt me again, and you'll never seeyour grandchildren."

The beatings weren't always severe, but they were there, constantly... athreat...

My father saw fear as a vital part of discipline. After all, through fear hecould command respect.

Over the years, I slowly died inside... building up walls and burying thememories. Just existing... It was survival.

A few years ago, I almost gave up. I was in St. Paul's Hospital, in Vancouver,in the midst of my therapy session when I went into shock. I was suicidal.

My therapist feared I was facing too much, feeling too much, and steering tooclose to leaving this world.

I chose to stay.

Now, I find myself approaching the age of 30: blessed in my marriage to awonderful, kind and loving man, and in my family: my two sweet, gentle andloving girls (my cats).

I survived. I met the man of my dreams and fell in love. I moved to Kelownafor a new start and I healed much of the pain inside. And I saw my soul.

Today, I am still learning, still growing, still striving, still trying...

But now I know: I am not alone. And I am blessed because I have people nearwho love me and who care for me. Special people like you...

Thank you, Darlene.



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