Child Abuse Story from Louise
by Louise
(Melbourne, Australia)
I am not really sure where to actually start...I have lived with my memories of being physically, sexually and emotionally abused for my whole thirty years. I am not even sure if I should be sharing my story in this forum, but something in me (not sure what it is) is pushing me to; otherwise, I feel as though I am going to explode. I have not shared my story perhaps to the depths that I will be doing so here, but I will share with you a glimpse of my experience. I feel like I could write a story with my life...
From as early as I can remember I was physically and emotionally abused by my father. My earliest recollection of being sexually abused was from the age of seven by my father and a male cousin, through until I was fifteen, when I was removed by child protection and placed in foster care. My mother (and brothers) chose to support my abusers, which is why I was the person who had to be removed from my family. My three years in foster care were frightening, lonely and unsafe. I feel as though being placed in foster care was another form of punishment from my family for speaking out about the "family secret". My three years in care consisted of numerous placements, multiple admissions into a psychiatric hospital for suicide and depression, which included being dosed up on medication and shock treatment.
By the time I was 18 years old, I was placed back in the family home, as there was nowhere else child protection could place me as an adult. This is when the cycle continued again. I was beaten, raped, tortured and punished for "humiliating" and "bringing shame on the family name". My father, cousin and two of my cousin's friends continued to abuse me up until a couple of years ago...sometimes on their own and sometimes gang raped....
I don't want to go into too much detail about the ways in which I was abused, as I am not too sure I will be believed, but in brief, I have been kidnapped, held hostage by some of these people and on numerous occasions locked and tortured in the cellar at the bottom of the family home for days on end. I have been "safe" from their harm for a couple of years now (not sure if I will ever feel safe again) but not without having to undergo multiple abortions and serious medical problems due to injuries. I now suffer from severe anxiety/depression and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Every day for me is a battle of survival. I live with shame, guilt and constant fear. I am lonely because I have chosen to shut my friends out. I have hit my lowest point and been hospitalised twice in the past month with severe panic attacks. I have constant flashbacks and dissociate for most of the day that I am awake. I am not too sure how much longer I can go living like this. Something has to change, but I am just struggling to see the light.
Like I said earlier, I really feel like I could write a novel about my experiences. I have never spoken about my abuse like this, as I have not had positive experiences with counsellors. I have, however, found a wonderful counsellor who is exactly the person I have been searching for over the past 30 years, but at this point, I'm not sure if I will continue seeing her as most of my sessions are consumed with me either dissociating or having flashbacks...an experience I don't want anyone to ever see me do; but at the moment I can't control them. My counsellor doesn't mind, but I do.
I am so sorry for such a lengthy story; it wasn't my intention, but I thank you sincerely for listening. It does mean a lot...
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