Child Abuse Story of Healing and Recovery from Maria

by Maria
(Ireland)

My story of healing: 
I want to tell you all about my journey of healing. it all started from the age of 4 when i was only starting to write my own name. i was being sexually abused by my uncle which at the time i didnt know about until a later stage in my life.

from my jounery i have learned to always open up to people you can trust something i wished i had done a long time ago.

i suffered the abuse for 10years of my life all those nights and sometimes days being raped was not my opion but i have learnt to deal with it in my own way.

it all started when i left my trust on to a man i thought loved me and was there for me he didnt care who he was hurting at the time niether did i until the age 12 i learned about it in school and i new something was wrong when the teacher started to talk about sexual abuse and how you can be affect by it. so i let it play on my head for the next 2 years when i found out that i was pergant i didnt no what i was going to do and i new my mum would kill me if she ever found out what was going on my mum was not the easiest to live with we all suffered phycally and emotionally abuse by her so telling her things like that i would run a mile first before i did. so when my uncle new that i had not took a period he new when all my periods came and when it would be away for him to keep on doing what he was doing. but anyways when he noticed i had missed one he said to me right we are going somewhere for the weekend you can tell your mum that you are going on a motorbike weekend with me and you wont be back till sunday i looked at him so scared that some thing else was going to happen i didnt no wat was going on i didnt even no i was pergant until i took a test that my uncle give me. i never will forget it 2 lines appeared on it right away and all i heared from him was i thought that. i started crying i didnt plan to fall pergant at 13 but i had no other way out of it accept to tell someone what was going on.

so over the next few weeks i sat and thought over everthing and how i was to explain things when i did say.

i have learned to trust my mums really good friend i confided in her alot.

so when the day came to tell her what was going on i new in my heart that i couldnt i was really scared and felt alone.

i said to her can i tell you something but you promise not to tell my mum and she promised and next the words came out plain as day ihave been raped by my uncle i seen her face drop a few shades off colour and i started to cry she held me so tight and told me things were going to be ok and true to her word it was. she told my mum braking our promise she made to me but it was worth it my mum suddly then started to care for once in her life.and thats when my journey had started i went to get help such as concilling and stuff and it really did help me i have got thought the last 7 years i have had my ups and downs but i still got there and the baby well she didnt live i lost her at 6 and a half months with all the stress i was going though i wish she was here now.

so for all you people out there who has went through what i did i hope this makes you understand that always go to someone you trust to talk about things they will always make sure that everything will be ok and to advise u to do the right thing

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