Child Abuse Story From Steve
by Steve
(Arizona, USA)
Child Abuse:
Me and my sister were abused by my mother severely when we were young, up until we were 21. I, as a boy would have to stay outside in a t-shirt during winter, play darts or tether ball, go to bed at 7:00 pm, was not allowed to use the bathroom till the next morning, beaten daily, stand in the corner, etc. I escaped this by running away and joining the military. Most of this abuse is not worth writing, as it is so extreme. Father said he wasn't aware of it—he was sorry—they are in there 70's now.
Recently, my sister died. No remorse from the mother. The funeral felt so fake—no grief. How can one forgive her for something so heinous? Religion says you are supposed to forgive. I can't forgive.
My sister used to discuss our abuse all the time we talked. She died of a heart attack, too many medicines. But I firmly believe the real issue was the way she and I were brought up—all the child abuse. Mother must be extremely bi-polar. She tried to blame this on her father's abuse toward her when she was a child. That is not an excuse to use toward your children. I had several children. They were not abused at all by me. I wished I had documented more of this abuse before my sister's passing. She had a better memory than I did. She was 53. I am 52. So sad.
Laws in the US have changed much since we were growing up. When my sister died and my parents were notified by me, I explained to Mother she would have been locked up for years if she had done this now. Her answer: "That happened a long time ago."
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