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Child Abuse Story From Unknown1

by Unknown
(Location Undisclosed)

I didn't call him dad; his name was HIM: 
I could probably write a book, but no one would believe it. I grew up in large family of 8. We were called whores, fat asses, no good son-of-a-bitching brats. I can still hear him clearly: "You are just boarders in this house. You're here only to swab the deck. You brats are no good mother fucking son-of-a-bitches." Wow. Thanks "Him"; I mean dear old dad! I'm 38 and I still carry around the shame and embarrassment.

I was diagnosed Bipolar, but I don't have all the symptoms. Maybe it's post traumatic stress disorder. I get really depressed and cry 'cause I still remember all the pain I suffered as a child.

We moved 20 or more times. I quit school at 17 to escape. I went to college and obtained my LPN (Licensed Practical Nurse) license, but today I found myself crying over the past. It still haunts me.

I thought about committing suicide when I was 15 to get way from all the pain and yelling and screaming. They never told anyone that I had suicidal ideation 'cause they didn't believe in shrinks 'cause then his abuse might have been exposed.

I remember a night I was upset. He was a ragging alcoholic. I needed to study and he pulled all the fuses out of he fuse box and said, "If I hear a word from you fucking brats I will come up there and beat you." I got mad and threw my books down the steps. He tried to find me. I hid. I'd had enough. I said, "I don't even like you. Leave me alone. I wish I was dead." He looked at me and said, "I'll give you the fucking noose, you whore!" I tried to escape from the pain by going into a depression. To this day I have to fight going into my silent world!

We were thrown up in our rooms if we didn't clean. The house motto: No work No eat! He padlocked the fridge so we couldn't eat him out of house and home. He beat my mom, took us on hell rides on expressways when he was so drunk he couldn't even see, let alone drive. I could go on and on, but I just believe people should have to have a license to have children!

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Oct 10, 2008
Terrible childhood...
by: Darlene Barriere - Webmaster

I hope you're not trying to go through this all alone. Please consider some form of counselling in order to help you deal with your haunting memories and the residual emotional turmoil of growing up with a raging alcoholic for a dad.

Thank you for sharing your story with my visitors and me. I hope doing so has helped you in some way. Just don't stop there. You're worthy getting help for yourself.

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

Oct 10, 2008
What the Hell?!
by: Francine

HOW DARE HE DO SUCH A DISGUSTING THING LIKE THAT TO YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND HOW DARE HE LIKE TO SWEAR AT YOU!!!!!!!!!!! I'm sorry that you didn't have a good dad...My dad, too, is very ballistic and abusive, minus the swearing (he does swear at me sometimes, though). Your so-called dad should've been in jail for the rest of his miserable...life. Awful man! BTW, he is wrong...you are not a brat, you are not a son-of-a-bitch! You are smart, kind, caring, strong, articulate and downright worthwhile. I hope you try counselling cuz you are worth it. Hang on!

Oct 16, 2008
I completely understand
by: Jessica

I read your story and it hit home closely. My "real" dad wasn't in my life and my mother married a raging alcoholic who I hated. He was ok when he wasn't drunk, which was close to never. He would drive my mom and I home after being somewhere and I really don't understand how we made it alive some of the times. It is most terrifying driving with a drunk who acts stupid on purpose. I, too contemplated suicide and even took sleeping pills almost daily for months just to avoid him. I purposely got pregnant when I was seventeen thinking it could be my way out. I am 32 now and still suffer the affects of the abuse I suffered. I really don't think I'll ever get over it. I've also been diagnosed bi-polar, although I don't have all the symptoms either. I would love to talk further with you, perhaps we could counsel each other.

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