Child Abuse Story From Rick
by Rick
(Maine, USA)
So I am sitting here, new to counseling and wondering how the hell at 45 I still haven't begun to get on with my life. How these experiences have tainted and contaminated everything that I have ever tried to do. My relationships, my successes, my sense of self.
I was dropped off at an orphanage the day after my fourth birthday. I started visiting my uncle and aunt somewhere about my fifth birthday. My earliest memory is having to sleep with my female cousin, who was the same age as me, the first night I visited because her father had started "playing with her" and my presence was supposed to stop him.
I spent the next 9 years there and witnessed his daughters having sex with him for favors, his middle daughter having her underwear cut off while she was sleeping, and his oldest daughter willingly having sex with him. My aunt knew about it and did nothing, except tell me how ungrateful I was for being disturbed after "all they had done for me."
In the end, he died and all his daughters went on his online obituary and stated stuff like "you were such a great father, I miss you, I love you. Me, I am sitting here so alone and unable to connect with anyone and wondering how I got here.
Reply from Darlene: Rick, I'm delighted that you are in counselling. Your counsellor can help you make sense out of the nonsense, which in turn can help you to move forward with your life. I hope you will continue with that counselling; and by all means, if it will help you in any way, show your counsellor what I've written as comments. You'll find them at the link below.
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