by Karen L
(California, USA)
Since I can remember at 3 years of age I have been physically and emotionally abused. I am 55 now and it has not stopped. There was sexual and physical abuse continual in the home. My sister who was older was allowed to physically abuse me. I was stabbed with objects and slapped continually by her and my cousin who lived most of the time with my grandmother on the same street. My mother had me writing notes from the time I was 7 that I was bad and please forgive me. I was cleaning my parents house from 7 years old and then every relative on the same street. I was molested by my parents and the relatives throughout childhood. My mother got us up at all hours of the night until 2am looking for my dad in bars. We drove up and down the highways looking for him and when we found him and 3 years old and until teenage years had us go to the entrance of the bars and call him out. They had horrible fights. My dad would make me sit and listen from 3 years old how women have ruined all creation and call me a monkey and fetch and get it and stoop and fetch it. He called me stupid in front of my friends. My mother slapped me over and over across the face all my life. They told me I was to be seen and not heard. I was made to cook my dad whatever he wanted at 7 years old until I left there. My mother took my school pictures and tore them up in front of me. They made me sit in the closet for hours, 3 and 4 hours calling me a pouter and cry baby. I slept in my toy trunk to hide from them. My sister was my parents favorite and they allowed her to take my barbie dolls and break their arms and heads off. My mother took my new dress and walked me out to trash barrel and watch her burn it. I just learned my sister died two years ago and no one in the family let me know. I had not seen my sister in 21 years. My mother and sister had gone to my job when I was 34 and cost me my job by disparaging me to the supervisor and co workers. They went to every merchant in town and disparaged me. I had to move. My mother hates me today and I've pleaded with her to please love me and she professes to be a christian. She only recognizes my sisters daughters not mine and I only have one. My
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