by Arthur J
(Brooklyn NY, USA)
I was severely abused growing up. I had my nose nostril ripped in half, I was pushed down a flight of stairs, had a bag of black licorice jammed down my throat making me permanently sick of the candy. That's only what I don't remember, I learned of them later in life. What I do remember is, being constantly beaten, repeatedly knocked unconscious, starved, isolated, and verbally assaulted every day.
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From Victim to Victory
a memoir
How I got over the devastating effects of child abuse and moved on with my life
Jan 30, 18 01:13 PM
There was a time and space I didn’t think about you, or your abuse. Where when I looked back at my life, I only saw normal things, a normal childhood.
Jan 29, 18 11:33 AM
A heartfelt letter by a former classmate that speaks to bullying and regrets. You'll find it on my Facebook group. I hope you'll join and get in on the discussion.
Jan 29, 18 11:00 AM
I was sexually abused by my father from age 6 to 13, which stopped when I started talking about it during the day. The teenage brother of my best friend