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Child Abuse Story From Unknown Gril

by Unknown Girl
(Illinois, USA)




My story is not as bad as many others. My mother and my step-father got married when I was six years old. My mother got pregnant and had her first son when I was 7 years old. Once she had him i started to be treated different than before. I didnt know how to react. My mom ended up pregnant again and had a girl a year later. That's when my abuse began. Both my mother and step-father got really bad into drugs. They started to treat me like i ment nothing to them. I would get beat for the smallest things. I was forced to grow up at a very young age. I had to wake up with the kids in the moring to take care of the kids. I was the parent for my brother and sister. I did everything. I cooked, cleaned, bathed them, got them dressed. Yet, i still was beat. I decided I would never miss a chore or not do anything I was told to do. Each time i did forget I would be beat. I still to this day have a scar on my forehead from my step-father. He would bribe me into not telling anyone what he did to me. He would buy me so many things and do anything for me. If I did tell and he found out I would get beat worse. I never was taken out of that environment. I was beaten from the time I was six years old until I was 13. I had to move to my grandparents because of how bad I was beat. Then there I was beat as well. Child abuse is something I COMPLETELY disagree with. I know how hard it is to be told you're worthless. And not to feel loved. Please STOP child abuse. )':




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Child Abuse Story From Unknown Gril

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Nov 18, 2011
To Unknown Girl:
by: Darlene Barriere - Webmaster

Don't compare your abusive childhood to that of others; that's not fair to what you endured. It's not about who had it worse; it about the effects the abuse left you with, and how to deal with those effects. I do hope you're in some type of counselling or therapy. What you endured was ultimately betrayal and abandonment. You didn't deserve to be mistreated. You deserved to be treated with dignity and respect. Your mother and stepfather were ill-equipped to deal with parenthood, and instead, took their anger and frustration out on you. They were two very sick people who were stuck in whatever childhood misery they themselves endured. It didn't surprise me when you said you'd been beaten while in the care of your grandparents. So many believe that grandparents are the perfect parents, and sometimes they are, but I always want to know about the grandparents when their child is an abuser. After all, why is it that their child is abusing in the first place. What did they put their child through that made that adult child what he or she is today. You've now got 2 sets of parental abuse to sort through. If you're not in counselling, I hope you'll consider going. You're worthy of that kind of help. Thank you for sharing your story with my visitors and me.

From Victim to Victory, a memoir
Darlene Barriere
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author. speaker. survivor. coach
From Victim to Victory, a memoir

Nov 19, 2011
Such uncontrolled sadism
by: Anonymous

Unknown Girl, your so-called parents are wrong. You are not worthless; you are worthy of love, protection, dignity and respect, all of which you were (and still are) sadistically denied of, so never believe any of those lies that they were spewing. Oh, and even your grandparents are no better; the path that your abusers chose is inexcusable. Your life shouldn't have been used as a pawn for their immature, sick misery as well as their ignorant ugliness. Oh, and mature, stable adults do NOT do drugs; mature, stable adults do NOT use their own precious kids as their personal slaves; mature, stable adults do NOT beat up their own children; only mentally disturbed people resort to such childish tactics. Your parents, along with your grandparents, are like little three-year-old kids trapped in adult bodies, so I'm sure that they must've been stuck in their own childhood. Anyway, you are not to blame for their behavior; they are to blame because they chose to abuse you. You were the child; they were the adults; they had all the power and only misused it over you. I really hope that you're in a safe place now, far away from those sad, tragic brutes...and if not, please tell someone you really trust and keep telling until he/she will finally listen to you and help you.

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