Home
Sitemap
My Blog
Child Abuse Stories
My Story
Child Abuse News
Write a Commentary
The Lighter Side
Awakening
OpenSpace
Statistics
C/A History
Emotional Abuse
      Types of E.A.
      Signs of E.A.
       Effects of E.A.
         - Bullying
      Stats for E.A.
Physical Abuse
     Signs of P.A.
      Abuse/Dis'pln
      Effects of P.A.
     Stats for P.A.
Child Neglect
     Signs of C.N.
      Effects of C.N.
     Stats for C.N.
      Poverty & C.N.
Sexual Abuse
      Definition S.A.
     Signs of S.A.
      Effects of S.A.
     Stats of S.A.
Sexual Abuse Victims
   Male Victims
     Female Victims
     V w/ Disability
  Disclosures
Sex Offenders
  Male S.O.
    Female S.O.
  Child S.O.
   Youth S.O.
   Incest S.O.
     Internet S.O.
Child Abuse Law
      Age-Majority
     Duty-Report
Intervention
Prevention
Stories of Healing
Exch w/ an Abuser
Visitor Comments
Letters from Readers
Link to this Site
Resources
FREE E-zine
Ask Darlene
Dating Violence
Privacy Policy
Site Search
[?] Subscribe To This Site

XML RSS
Add to Google
Add to My Yahoo!
Add to My MSN
Subscribe with Bloglines

Child Abuse Story From Xavier

by Xavier
(UK)




Not a Latchkey Just Forgotten: 
I always remember being in between. my parents would tell me to go outside and play with my brothers. My brothers told me to get lost they are not having a little kid hanging with them all day. I just use to wander off on my own, my parents thinking i was with my brothers and my brothers thinking i had gone back inside. I use to sit in the playground in the park for hours before i would go home. I made friends, kids who came with their parents and i had fun but there were times when it was deserted and it was just me. There was one man who was always friendly but never really bothered me, he used to follow me into the toilets until i told one of my friends mothers about him. God did she cause a scene, i thought she was going to kill him. He ran off and i never saw him again but she took me home and i got such a beating for being out on my own. Everybody thinking i was somewhere else, Still my story did not change and i kept to myself because none of my family had time for me unless i did something wrong. I was punished often because they loved me.




Darlene Barriere: author. speaker. survivor. coachNote from Darlene: If I have not left a comment on your story, please understand that it is not personal; it's just that my hectic schedule no longer permits me to do so.

I hope you'll follow me on:


Email addresses, phone numbers, home addresses AND website/blog URLs in submissions and visitor comments are STRICTLY prohibited. Please don't include them, as they will be removed.




Comments for
Child Abuse Story From Xavier

Click here to add your own comments

Jan 11, 2012
Xavier:
by: Darlene Barriere - Webmaster

You were neglected, then punished when others brought that fact to your parents' attention by bringing you home. Your parents were neglectful, pure and simple. And from what you've written, you were physically abused as well. The neglect left you rejected and isolated, which is emotional abuse. Love is not beatings, Xavier. You were brainwashed to believe that's what love is because that's the only time you got attention. And negative attention is better than no attention at all. If you believe anything else, then you end up with no love at all. But that's not true. Love is within. It comes from our own hearts. When we can't rely on others, we can always rely on our Selves. Drop into your own heart and recognize that not only are you loveable, you ARE love. Please consider some form of counselling or therapy to help you deal with the repercussions of what you lived in your childhood. I send you love, light and positive energy, Xavier. You are not "forgotten" here. Thank you for sharing your story with my visitors and me.

From Victim to Victory, a memoir
Darlene Barriere
Webmaster: www.child-abuse-effects.com
author. speaker. survivor. coach
From Victim to Victory, a memoir

Jan 12, 2012
The Horror
by: Anonymous

Xavier, I hope that you're out of that house now. That's not love; that's just all about power and control. Your parents are twisted in their own ways of thinking and I hope that you tell someone you really trust and keep telling until he/she will finally listen to you and help you.

Click here to add your own comments

Join in and write your own page! It's easy to do. How?
Simply click here to return to Write Your Child Abuse Story