I started to be sexually abused around age six by my brother. Then when I was 12, I was gang raped by 5 grown men. After the rape, my grandfather started to rape me as well as my brother. I am a recovered bulimic and in my 60’s. I have been in counseling all my adult life. i have no memory of my childhood except for the bad things. No birthdays or holidays.
It’s like I didn’t exist until I got married and had my own boys. I raised them to know and feel all the things I didn’t, that they were wanted, needed, loved,and that they existed. I went the extreme opposite of how I was raised. No child should ever feel like this or lack of being loved, wanted, needed and important. To have no memory is like not having existed. I battle with depression anxiety and panic attacks daily, high blood pressure and very high heart rate.
I am now having to wear a heart monitor for a month to make sure I don’t have heart problems. I think it’s mainly stress as I struggle every day with flash backs. Then I go into panic mode.
If you are a parent or grandparent please take notice of any changes in your children. I also as a result of what was happening to me started to wet the bed and would take all my stuffed animals and put them all around me when I went to bed from head to my feet.
I’m writing my story in hopes that it will help someone any one. You are not alone Please, if your child tells you someone is hurting them, please take it serious. No one believed me. That just made everything worse. You can not, must not, turn your head the other way because you don’t know what to do or maybe you don’t want to believe that friends or relatives are hurting one of your children. It can happen. Trust me. Believe me when I say by not doing something you have set your hurting child up for a whole life of depression anxiety and a whole host of other issues they will live with for the rest of there lives.
Thank you for listening to my story and by God’s grace, help the children, help your child