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Child Abuse Story From Josie

by Josie K.
(West Plains, Missouri, USA)




When I awakened, I had several tubes and monitors attached to me. I was a scared little girl of only eleven. A doctor came in and I asked him where my mommy was. He told me she couldn't be there, that my grandparents would be coming to take me home. My grandparents arrived, and I asked them when I would see my mom. Grandma said not for a very long time, and I cried at the thought of not seeing my mommy. I could not remember what had happened.

My mother had been physically abusing me since I was six, when my younger brother passed away. She said it was my fault and I had to pay. I just thought it was her way of grieving. So I let it go on without telling anyone. Her favorite item was the belt, and it was used daily on me.

On that crisp autumn day, my mom told me that she would end our pain that we felt for my dead brother. She grabbed the sharpest kitchen knife she owned and slit my throat quite deeply. I screamed at her to not. Then she did it to herself. The neighbor heard me scream and came rushing over to find us covered in blood. She called 911. I survived, but my mother was pronounced dead.

I still have the scar from the knife cut. Every time I get my hands on a knife, I reopen the scar until my husband stops me. He knows I hurt, but he doesn't know how badly. I want my life to end every now and then, so I can see my mom. My husband holds me tight whenever I feel this way and assures me I need to live for him and for my future twins, who will be due in two months. I plan to raise them with loving care and let them know Mommy won't do anything to hurt them or herself.

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Child Abuse Story From Josie

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Aug 04, 2008
I can't BEGIN to imagine the pain...
by: Darlene Barriere - Webmaster

Josie, the red flags of concern are waving at full mast! You say that you "plan to raise them (your not-yet-born twins) with loving care and let them know Mommy won't do anything to hurt them or herself," yet you state that every time you handle a knife, you reopen the scars. I sincerely hope you are speaking metaphorically and not literally. Either way, please seek out some form of counselling in order to further deal with the residue of what your obviously sick mother did to you and herself when you were just a small child. And please do this before your twins are born. You—and the twins—deserve to have you fully-present and healthy. The best gift you can give to them is to take good care of their mother. If your own mother had been able to get professional help to deal with her overwhelming grief over the loss of her son, your brother, perhaps she would still be around today.

Darlene Barriere
Violence & Abuse Prevention Educator
Author: On My Own Terms, A Memoir

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