Child Abuse Story From

Child Abuse Story:

This child abuse story from Debbie page was originally posted on April 11, 2006.

Debbie is from Hamilton, Ontario, Canada.

The following child abuse story from Debbie depicts emotional abuse, neglect, physical abuse, and sexual assault--all of the kinds of abuses.

The child abuse effects on Debbie: feelings of betrayal and cocaine addiction

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Child Abuse Story From Debbie:

I was nine months old when my mother left my father because he was beating her. Just before my second birthday she put my sister and I up for adoption so she could marry the man she was pregnant for. My father's sister and her husband adopted us (they were her godparents, I came along as part of a package deal; we weren't to be separated). At least I could take comfort in the fact that they weren't my real parents anyway.

"We took you in when nobody wanted you, even your own mother didn't want you." Lovely message to carry through life isn't it?

Torture, I lived through constant torture. Beatings with the belt buckle from as early as I can remember. A bedroom which was no more than a closet, so dark, so alone. My sister tried to tell me to just be quiet and be good and it wouldn't happen. I realized it didn't matter what I did. I grieve for the lost soul I can still feel today.

We moved at the end of every school year. During my first three years of school social services was involved on 4 separate occasions. Why didn't they take me away? I found out during the last one of these that they weren't my real parents.

"We took you in when nobody wanted you, even your own mother didn't want you."

No mother, police-like people came, they didn't make it stop. He would laugh because he knew I had no power, the world had told me I had no power. I had to accept that or die. She would beat me and tell me that it was for my own good, so I wouldn't expect anything from life except to turn out like a useless whore like my mother.

I found her, my biological mother, when I was 16. This was after I left home, the day of my sweet sixteen birthday.

Another disclosure, this time the Crown Attorney said they didn't have enough to prosecute with and there was a statute of limitations. I find this especially disturbing due to the fact that my sister and I had corroborating stories; we were sexually abused together in the same bed dammit! I have also since found out that there is no statute of limitations. When did that pass into law? I'm not sure, I can't handle the rollercoaster of research yet.

I have been in therapy for 10 years now. In three days I graduate from a treatment program for cocaine addiction. I have a beautiful husband and two beautiful children (thankfully, both are boys).

My potential to soar was robbed. How do you start to fly from ten feet under? I lived so that I could tell my story and look another survivor in the eye to say from the depths of my soul, "I know how you feel, I've been there, we are survivors!"

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Child abuse story from Debbie was re-formatted May 31, 2015

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