Child Abuse Story From Candace
by Candace
(Manitoba, Canada)
My dad has always been a great guy, except that once, when I was 14 or so, I think he sexually abused me. I'm not sure. It's hard to tell. On about 3 occasions when I was 14, I remember waking up to him grabbing me or fondling me, but I think it was through the blanket. It was in the morning before school. I woke up to this three consecutive days.
I pretended to be asleep because I knew that my family's survival depended on us sticking together. He hasn't done it since, and I blocked the memory, until now. It feels like a dream, but I remember so many details that it's hard to deny. Me and my dad have a good relationship now, but I can't go anywhere near him. He disgusts me.
It's been two years and I don't know how to handle this. I'm almost 17 and almost suicidal. I don't know whether or not my depression could be caused by this subconscious hate for my dad. I'm lost and in denial. The only reason I'm writing this story is because I keep forgetting it happened. I can't keep denying it, and now I have no excuse.
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