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Child Abuse Story From A B

by A.B.
(California, USA)




Emotional Abuse as a Child: 
I didn't realize I had been emotionally abused, neglected until maybe two years ago when I read that this type of abuse existed. I have always felt inadequate, shy, low self esteem, worthless that nobody cared about me that i didn't deserve to be loved or cared about. I never told as a child or teenager to my mother if I felt sick or how I felt as I didn't understand but I knew she did't care; I wasn't important. I would have to warm a tortilla and put butter or mayonnaise and I would get hot water from the sink and make myself instant coffee. I don't remember but maybe two times her sitting me and giving me something to eat. I once went to the doctor I believe it was for a vaccine I needed. And the doctor saw me and said I was very anemic. My mother never gave me any iron or vitamins. In school I was always tired and would get some sores on my eyes. I think now it had to do with being anemic. I would have to hold my head on the desk because of being so tired. I never told her this. I guess I knew she didn't care. As a teenager I suffered from insomnia. The day I did sleep was on Fridays. I was very exhasted. I would have terrible headache every single day. I don't know how I got thru school. I would take lots of aspirins; they did't help. I remember when I was about nine and my mother was holding a neighbors newborn. I remember thinking I wish my mom would hold me like that. All this has affected me because people take advantage. They ask for al sorts of favors and I don't know how to say no. I am not the only one in the family of five sisters and one brother affected by this. One is bitter, another one is very unhappy with her life. And the others are about the same. My mother always complains why she has to call us and we don't. We don't communicate with each other as siblings either. I have been with depression for about 12 years. And these holidays it has gotten bad for me. I thought I was doing pretty good. And now I feel I'm right at the biggening again. I feel like avoiding my mother these days. I am 45 she is 70. Recently she didn't want to give me my uncles telephone number. I think she believes I was gonna let him know that I knew he is gay. My sister told me a year ago that he had a boyfriend. And my sister, I believe, got this information from my mom because an aunt told her. This aunt is the last person you would tell a secret. She tells the world your business. Somehow my mom thinks that my aunt is going to find out that my mom spread this information. I feel again that she prefers others like her over me. I have never given her a reason for her not to trust with things she tells me. I'm the one she always can get a hold of and I always call her. I thought we had done some progress. But I feel i'm back in square one. abandoned. I am sorry I have taken all this space. The only thing that I can contribute is that school perhaps should have pamphlets telling parent what abuse is and for school to be on the look out for these children that have low selfesteem and withdrawal. And, also, look at their physical appearance. Teachers should be trained to see if a child is malnourished or anemic and observe if they are holding their head in the classroom or if their grades are not good maybe because they are unhealthy.






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Child Abuse Story From A B

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Jan 17, 2010
A.B.
by: Darlene Barriere - Webmaster

Thank you for sharing your story and your very important message with my visitors and me. I agree with you. Teachers DO need to be trained to look for signs of abuse and neglect. You most definitely suffered emotional abuse, but also neglect. Neglect that could have led to your death. It's hard to fathom how your teachers didn't see that something was seriously wrong. The same goes for your doctor. Someone needed to have acted on the suspicions. As for your mother, there is no changing her. You can only control how you react.

You'll note I've removed your last name. I did this because I try to ensure that my visitors remain anonymous. I've meant no disrespect doing so.

From Victim to Victory, a memoir
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Webmaster: www.child-abuse-effects.com
author. speaker. survivor. coach
From Victim to Victory, a memoir

Jan 18, 2010
Things were different then
by: Scott Canada.

Hi Darlene and AB.
I have a tough time believing teachers were ever trained back then to spot abuse. My abuser was the teacher and if I recall Darlene so were some of yours. AB, if you go back and read about me its all there. My mother knew it was happening and didnt transfer me out of that classroom. If you remember me writing, she knew exactly what was happening to me.
I am also 45 and my mother is 73. I, to this day, cannot bring up in a conversation with her what happened to me when I was 8. I just cant.It is unresolved and I fear it will remain that way. I dont know if she feels sorry or even remembers or even cares. I would like to know what in gods green earth she thought she was doing "sicking" that cruel woman on me.
I believe back in those days teacher, doctors etc. were held in a much higher standing then today. All trusted, all knowing. This opened the door for abuse, neglect. Mental abuse goes right along with that whole thing. The physical abuse WAS mental abuse as well.
I remember my father interacting with other people's children when they visited and playing games and smiling and acting so warm to them. It was unreal. At home it was like he hated us. Letting this child play with matches in the house and laughing and drinking(with the child father). Putting an empty cigarette tube in the kids mouth and lighting it. It burst into flames and he jumped, and they laughed. Thats not what I remember about being caught smoking. He made such an ass of himself. He was so fake. All mental abuse. Constant and saturating.I remember a time a cousin visited and he told them that I cant even wipe my own ***bottom***. I was a kid. I didnt want another kid knowing that. A girl, a peer. Thats sick. Why would someone feel the need to torture a child's mind until it breaks.
I'm the only one that realizes that there is a problem in the family. It is broke. Everyone on their own and cold. You first have to admit that you have a problem, right? My family is so far from that. Except me!! I cant reach them, its exhausting. Its sad. AB, you aren't alone.
Abuse comes cloaked in many forms and back then they got away with so much.


Jan 19, 2010
Teachers in my day seemed to be in co-hootes with parents
by: maurice

Fifty or more years ago is when I am talking about and seemed to be the same right up to recent years. I believe, certainly in my own childhood years, The Church, the State seemed (DID) give all the right's to Parents to rear their children in whatever way the deemed fit. Giving the Father complete control of the Family and Household. He being the bread-winner etc. My teachers at school were equally as abusive and many Fathers were in those days. The power of the Clergy was equally falsely supportive of this. So it was a difficult time for Mothers/Children. the majority of Mothers did everything possible to protect their children from the harshness of these men. More often taking the beating/hiding themselves. A percent of Mothers shared in this harshness thus abusing their children doubly. The amount of Fathers who beat their children in the name of correcting them in such a small area in the country was a very high percent. Many of my age group and younger tell me they a still living with the effects of such harshness and beating. A B You lived in such an invironment, you were neglected, you were emotionally abused. Please read Darlene's loving, caring words to you she know best. do as she suggests. you will be doing yourself justice if you follow her plam of action NOW for you. Always believe in yourself. Think positive, Act positive, Be positive, Have a healthy mind in a healthy body, get out and about, join likemended people in sports clubs, cultural clubs in your area. Notice what I am encouraging you to do. Get off your bottom and sitting around dwelling on your abuse and it's effects on you. The more you broaden your horizons rainbows will fill your life. Build up your SELF ESTEEM. have a good mirror image of yourself. I can, I will, I must because I am worth it. Don't be lazy now. no excuses.

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