Child Abuse Story From Anna E
by Anna E
(Location Undisclosed)
It seems as though I am trapped within myself. Who am I and who was I meant to be? So many secrets I have kept inside all my life. Here I am 29yrs. And still feel as though I will never be a real person. My past haunts me daily but maybe its the silence that truley haunts me. I'm not sure when it all started. Maybe I wasn't really wanted at birth. My family did not have an education or a job ever. I was surounded by abusive relatives. My parents raised me in church. My dad had the mentallity of a 15yr. Old. He was like a little brother. My mom was both physically and emotionally abusive. She often would lose her temper and leave welts on me. Pull my hair, call me names, tell me I would never amount to anything.. she even told me that nothing bad has ever happened to me. I was always the dirty smelly kid at school so I was even tormented at school. I hated myself from an early age. I used to go to a friend of the family's house to play with a girl my age. Her dad was a pastor. From age 4 - 11 he did things to me. He always told my mom I was a bad girl. I liked going to his house. It felt safe even though he would hurt me. It was the only love I felt even though it was wrong. Its hard for me to say what he did but he did it a lot and went all the way with me when I was 6yrs. No one ever knew. At least I don't think so. I lived in fear and shame all my life. Blaming myself for what happened. I still do. I'm sure no one would ever believe me. He moved outta state.when I was 11yrs. So it stopped. My mom didn't stop though. When I was a teenager I became anerexic, and was suicidal. Still no one helped me. I've never been helped. I'm not sure how I made it through life. I did run into the wrong crowd when I was 17yrs. And ended up being abused by a man and women who where in their mid thirties. They showed me love and took me in. It was the wrong kind of love but I fell for it. I ran away and started a life for myself. I graduated college, have a degree and a great job. I have no contact with my family and they don't seem to care. I have never been able to have a relationship because of my fear. I don't think I ever want to. It gets lonely. Sometimes I still feel like a little girl inside. I don't understand why its so hard to move forward. Sometimes I have nightmares and am confused about the things I see in those dreams. My past always seems to haunt me. I know I am a survivor and have come a long way but I still feel like such a failure.
Thank you for listening to me. You will never know how much this means to be telling it. Silence keeps me trapped.
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