Child Abuse Story From Andrea

by Andy
(Toronto, Ontario, Canada)

I don't really remember when, but it must have been around 2 years to 4 years old. I was an angry, fighting, emotional kid growing up. I liked to lie, about stupid things. I had 7 brothers and sisters, when in reality I only had 1 sibling. Many things. I didn't steal from work, I gave away to friends. I had very abusive boyfriends. I often had many problems. I usually confided in FOOD. I grew up hardly having friends or keeping them. I would usually take things out on my parents. I tried to commit suicide. I was charged with making harassing phone calls to my boyfriend's family. When I was about 22 years old, I had some nightmares that made me remember what exactly happened.

After counselling, I think I am not perfect but better adjusted. I went to school. I have three degrees, but my communication skills lack, so I have a hard time expanding in the fields.

I am lucky. I have a loving and understanding husband and 4 kids. But my life is always, and will always be, a turmoil battle. It is not one thing that does not affect the memories of how the person totally damaged my life and has left me with a mess that I always have to clean up. The only thing is, I am confused now about who really was the abuser. I once believed that it was the babysitter's friend, but I just found out my Uncle was convicted of Molesting his stepdaughter; he was actually visiting my family around the time I was 2-4. Either way, whomever it was, ruined my life.

I have always used food as a comforter to my many issues. Now I am 100 lbs overweight. Just my life has never stopped being a never-ending battle. And depression is always in the background.

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