| Posted by Alex at December 16, 2009 |
It all started when my parents seperated. My dad left and my mom was pregnant with her third child. My 10 year old brother, her first son, commited suicide. She blames me. Mom lost the baby, said I put something in her food. She dated her boss for a year, got married, turns out he is a rapist. I get raped and now I am pregnant. I told my mom, she did not beleive he did that. He told her my boyfriend got me pregnant when I don't even have one. He emptied my savings and took off. Mom lost her job. I had the baby. I named her Hope. Mom died in a car accident, now I live with a disapproving grandmother. I had to drop out of school to take care of the baby. I am thirteen, a true Christian, yet here I am. Why?
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| Posted by Sleeping Beauty at November 30, 2009 |
I was born early and dangerous underweight. I refused to feed and the doctor decided to starve me for a week would be a great way to fix this. I became very unhealthy and my immune system was shot - this has haunted me to this day. A nurse took pity and gave me soy milk. I drank. Years later we find out I'm allergic to milk. This is after many ear operations in my young life to treat infections now known linked to it(lactose intolerance gives you these).
My parents, in the meanwhile, both had jobs full-time, trying to support a sick little girl. My father went into denial, and turned to drink after his boss robbed the company of all its money and fled with his retirement plan after 15 years loyal service. Square one, financial hard times. And lots of physical abuse. My mother fled for her safety, thinking he wouldn't touch a little girl. He did. I suffered everything from having a heavy oak wood chair cracked over my back, hair torn out, my head bashed into a door, being beaten with a telephone (not just the receiver, full thing), forced to kiss him, etc. I tried to run away a number of times, he jumped on me and held me down in the gravel. Cuts and scrapes ensued. He weighed over 200 pounds. I wasn't even 6.
Dealing with abuse (and the threat of being drowned in the bathtub if I ever tried to report the incidence), abandonment issues given my mother just ran off all the time and I had to be stuck entertaining drunk daddy, made me depressed. I started e... |
| Posted by Kat at September 12, 2009 |
I feel so alone...
When I was a child, maby 4 years old... my older brother used to rape me. My mother then noticed but she didn't tell anybody about it so I had to keep the secret with me.
I still live with my brother and my mother and the rest of my family, now they all know about what happened but they decided to forgive him and think I'm a happy person because I have a house, and they love me, and they treat me right.
My brother stopped touching me like 12 years ago... more or less. I'm 17 years old right now.
But sometimes it's hard to live whit them.
I have a long-distance relationship, because my boyfriend moved... He told me he would come back like hal-year ago but he never did.
Sometimes he gets angry and he gets a little rude with me... sometimes he call me "whore" or "stupid ungrateful child" (he's 22)... then he telle me he loves me, but he still keeps hurting me saying he will come back here when he won't.
He tells me that I'm a sick person and nobody will love me the way I am (I have a neurological disease: headaches, psychosis or being depressed), that any guy who talk to me only wants to play with me or fuck me... but he's the only one who loves me.
My life sucks so bad... I'm sick, I'm alone, my family doesn't have money, my boyfriend treats me bad (even though I love him), I remember when my broder raped me every goddamn day of my life.
I'm doom to be unhappy forever. |
| Posted by anonymous at August 25, 2009 |
My father and mother are together and I have a roof over my head and three siblings. My dad cheats on my mother whenever he gets the chance and treats her like shit. She does nothing to defend herself so we don't either. My brothers are drug addicts since the age of twelve. My sister was raped by her five year old gangster boyfriend at the age of 16. Me well what can I say I was almost raped twice once by my bro and once by my uncle. I have been stalked and almost raped by strangers on the street. I was once beautiful and since these events I have made it my goal for no man to look at me with desire so I gained just enough about 30 lbs and am the ugliest girl now in my opinion that I have no friends. Even though I'm miserable im content with the fact that nothing like this will ever happen to me. |
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