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Scared
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 11:26
I was abused as a child by a close family member from as far back as I can remember until I was old enough to turn around and put a stop to it, I'm convinced my mother knew?? I lived in a violent household where my dad was always drunk and always beat up my mum and my brother, but not the girls. I cried under my covers when he came home coz i was so scared and knew what to expect and I wet the bed until I was 16. I got involved with a lad at the age…
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Kristy's Story
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 11:25
I'm 23 years old now...i don't know where to start. Ok the basics: I was born in Houston, TX and I have an older sister who i love so dearly. My parents divorced when I was 5years old. I grew up with my reality of my family being my mother, my older sister, my grandparents (mom's parents) and my four maternal male cousins. We have all been so very very close and I owe my life to them. My mom moved the three of us (mom, sister and self) to San Marcos, TX; three hours away from Houston. I then…
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Karen's Story
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 11:24
I am just a normal mother trying to get on with my life. My story is maybe not very exciting but I am just an ordinary woman trying to bring up a family and fight the depression I never really seem to get over properly. I am 34 years old, married to a lovely man, I have 2 children and have a nice house, car, part-time job, most things a lot of people would love to have, but have been depressed on and off for years. I think a lot of my problems started when I was young, everything I…
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Flippy's Story
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 11:23
Not really sure why i am doing this probably because i am in the middle of hell right now. I’ll just do the edited highlights. i was born a month premature and nearly died, many times I go back to thinking how wonderful it would have been had that happened. I have 2 sisters one older and one younger and basically I was a replacement baby for my sister who died at birth in the same way I would have. My mother hates and has emotionally abused me all of my life whilst openly loving my siblings. it started when…
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Befuddled's Story
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 11:22
Wow, I just read everyone else's stories, and I guess I can tell my own in full now. I have never ever told all to anyone, and I never thought I would. I don't know how this will turn out - I don't even remember a lot of things consistently. Some things come back to me and disappear again. I was born in 52. I was a weak and sickly child, with the umbilical cord wrapped twice around my neck and deep cuts in my throat when finally born. I got whooping cough when I was 6 months old and…
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Anon's Story
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 11:20
The earliest memory I have is my dad leaving. Then he came back. Then he left again. There was a lot of violence in my family. My dad used to hit my mum, almost killed her once and me and my two older sisters watched him. He knew we saw him kick my mum and punch her. Apparently, he used to hit my sister's too, but I don't remember seeing that. My eldest sister said that I never got hit, but I have a distant memory of my dad taking his belt off and whipping me with it (but I…
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Alcohol
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 11:18
Well my earliest memory is of my sister taking me into a pub looking for our parents, I was 3 she was 5. It was dark outside and there were lots of drunken people, I still hate the smell of beer now. Alcohol ruled the house we lived in, it bought fear and violence with it. My parents had one of the most violent relationships I can remember. Every night was the same, we were put to bed and they would go out, then we would be woken up by the screams, either where my father was beating my mother…
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==== Identity at a loss ====
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 11:18
My name is Charlotte and my story may be a little different than others but I'm sure there are those out there who are feeling the same..I am a 43 year old woman with three children from my first marriage thirteen years.I didn't know anything was wrong except for maybe PMS but as it escalated throughout the years and started causing my mind to think crazy I then got a divorce from a wonderful man that actually took care of me.. What was wrong with that picture? I then started trying to find out who I was and with each…
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Wabbit's Story
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 11:16
I was born December 1st 1964; my given name is Sandra Rosemary Peake. I an youngest girl, and the fourth out of 5 kids. I was born at home in Gt Sankey Warrington Lancashire, as it was then, delivered by a midwife. My parents paid a pound 7 shillings and 6pence for my delivery. Nineteen days after I was born I was was put in Clatterbridge Hospital with a heart murmur. They treated it with digitalis, which is rat poison, I joke and say that they couldn’t get rid of me then, and ya still not gonna, I am too…
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Tarsha's Story
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 11:15
Well my story - where do I start... I was born in 1975 and had no major problems until i was 17. At 17 my father passed away and i was at boarding school. When i was 19 i got a job that I really enjoyed. I was at this job until i was 23. The it all happened. I lost my job unfairly and couldn't handle all the rejection letters that i got in the post for other jobs. I went and seen my Doctor when things got so bad that i just didn't want to be here anymore.…
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Snowball's Story
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 11:12
Growing up with my parents was like living with people who didn’t like us, and didn’t particularly want us around. From the earliest that I can remember, my mother used aggressive language and unpleasant names to us. One of her favorite phrases was “You’re big enough and ugly enough” which to me meant: you are ugly. I learned early on not to go to my mother with any hurts, because she would laugh, not to ask questions or she would yell at me for being stupid and ignorant. My parents would show admiration for other children, but anything we did…
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S B's Story
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 11:09
Ok life story here we go... Ok you have you ever been told that some people are just born bad seeds? Well I thought I must have been one of those "lucky" ones... I know now, that it is not that we are born "bad seeds", but more the less, unfortunately raised by those who just may have not known what they were doing. Who would have known that one's life and thoughts could be so dramatically different from another? I remember asking myself when I was young, "why am I so different? Why did I get dealt the bad…
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Ragdoll's Story
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 11:02
I was born July 20th 1975 to parents who were too young to have kids. They were selfish and had no idea about raising a child. My mother didn’t even want to get married but her father told her on her wedding day she better not back out of it, she had no choice now. My father was an avid sports man playing soccer and cricket for the state, and he also dived for the state of Victoria. He played AFL and was asked to join the State league as it was at the time but he enjoyed his alcohol…
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Martina's Story
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 11:00
Hey everyone, I decided to post my story to you all, so that you would be able to understand me better. ***takes deep breath*** this may be lengthy.... Alrighty... To understand me, you first have to understand my parent’s backgrounds... First, My mom-- She grew up in a very abusive household. She have about 4 or 5 stepfathers, and they all were abusive. They beat her and her mother, brothers, and sisters. One of them shot her pet dog and her pet chickens in front of her face as a young child. One of her brother’s allegedly raped his sister,…
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Katy's Story
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 10:56
I dont have many vivid memories of my childhood but what i do have is not positive, and what i keep digging up scares me even more sometimes. At age 6 my grandafather sexually abused me, i can only recall one occosion this happened but I recal every incy detail about it and i relive this too many times a day. my parents were always arguing as a child, we lived in a good house, all 3 kids rooms were at the back, mum&dads at the front it was big, fun...at times. I did gymnastics and was by all fronts…
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Jodie's Story
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 10:54
Its funny really…a lot of people say that they have childhood memories…but the earliest I can remember is from when I was about 9 years old and I was at junior school and my whole class wrote letters to my dad who was in the Falkland Isles in the army because I came into school upset because my daddy was going away for 2 years. Let me tell you a bit about myself…. My name is Jodie I am 19 years old and I live in Swindon. I have been diagnosed with clinical depression about 4 months ago but ive…
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Budgie's Story
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 10:53
When I was in my early teens I saw this pair of Nike sports shoes. It was the most beautiful pair of shoes I have ever seen It was light blue in colour, with a dark blue slash. How my eyes twinkled and lightened up when I saw that pair of shoes. My dad bought me that pair of shoes finally. We were not rich then, it was considered an expensive buy So in order to make the buy value for money. He bought it it a very large size A size that even I cant wear it today......... Laughable…
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Anxious's Story
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 10:53
I have felt anxious as far back as I can remember. When I was a kid I was very shy. At age 10 my dad was convicted of the attempted murder of my mum. School was difficult after that. When I went to high school I was isolated and friendless. I dropped out age 16 when I fell pregnant. That was 30 years ago. My son is great and we get on well. At the moment I am using a lot of mental health services because I get really low. Over the years I have been married and divorced, in…
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Anon 1 Story
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 10:50
The earliest memory I have is my dad leaving. Then he came back. Then he left again. There was a lot of violence in my family. My dad used to hit my mum, almost killed her once and me and my two older sisters watched him. He knew we saw him kick my mum and punch her. Apparently, he used to hit my sister's too, but I don't remember seeing that. My eldest sister said that I never got hit, but I have a distant memory of my dad taking his belt off and whipping me with it (but I…
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Anna's Story
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 10:46
I was born on August 29, 1988, in the same city in Birmingham I still live in. I lived in an apartment downtown with my parents and older sister, Amy, until I was 5. When I was 5 years old things started happening with my parents. At the time, I didn't really know what it was. I just remember they were fighting more and more often and my mother was always crying. Then one night, Daddy left. My mom was screaming at him, and he looked like he was going to cry. I ran to my room and climbed out…
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Abuse
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 10:44
It all started when I was age 11-12. My dad was an alcoholic and was hardly ever around, my mother had a year or two of being ill & was hardly out of bed. I had to play mum for my brothers and sisters. One night i stayed over with my cousin. We were laughing and making noise so I was put into a different room. His dad came in and sexually abused me, it went to court and it was my word against his "the case was not proven." I hated myself because I didn't fight back or even…
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Verbena's Story
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 10:42
I am the middle of five children. We are close in age, with my brother the oldest. I have two younger, and one older sister. My brother sexually molested each one of us. It was hard to say no when you knew that if not you, then your younger sister. My parents would send us to do chores with him, and if we tried not to go, we were the bad ones. He once turned a tractor over on himself and broke his leg. We got yelled at because he was alone - no thank God none of the little…
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Ssawyerlove's Story
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 10:41
Well I am the oldest of 7 which is confusing story in its self i was molested at a young age I am not sure for how long or really what age but i was young i was raised thinking my father (bio) father died in Vietnam wrong but ill get to that my adoptive father molested me for however long my mother would say if i did not show my body off that my brothers would have a father and she did not put him in jail because you can't get child support from a man in jail (…
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Silver Unity's Story
Tuesday, 03 March 2015 10:41
My name is Heather Ann Presley and I was born on Dec 9th 1987. My parents are Steven and Tessa Close. When I was 3 months old I got taken by CPS and put in the care of my maternal grandparents. B/c my dad had raped me and my mom. My mom came and lived with us and I grew and when I learned to talk I imitated what I heard calling my grandparents mom and dad. Then when I was 3 my grandpa had a series of heart attacks died twice and was hospitalized for 47 days. Scared the…
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No - 18.3%
Used to but stopped - 32.1%