I Was Beaten As a Child Stories of Experiences

This is a very long story about a serious situation that happened to my friend and his family two years ago. It is a repost.

John is my best friend for over 20 years. I met him when I was 6 and he was 19. We had moved into the house...

I picked John up from the airport so we could discuss Nick before he got home. John lived 45 minutes away from the airport, so we had plenty of time to talk. First I asked him why he wanted to come home early (he ended up not because...

Both my parents used to beat me (not at the same time ) when they deemed it necessary. There was never a weapon involved, just hands. Although in my Fathers case his hand could be heavy at times. I suppose it never really did me much...

I remember when it first started, I will never forget it. it was my first day of 7th grade or sometime around there. I remember I was sitting on the front porch waiting for my stepdad to get home to let in the house. Well he gothome...

I was more than spanked as a child, I was beaten, beaten to a bloody pulp on occasion. At the time, I was the oldest of 3. My 2 brothers were 5 and 6 years younger than me. I was expected to keep them in line. I was just a kid myself...

I was born in Torrance California, in 1971. From the age of 9 til I was 18, they beat on me with pool sticks, leather sandles and baseball bats, on my legs back even on my head, there was times I could not go to class in elementry and...

I am writing down all the things that make me sad today. I feel it might be cathartic.

My father committed suicide when I was 7 years of age. That will be the subject of another story. For now I want to write about the aftermath...

that story was written Steve S

as a child i has a problem with math my mother would sit at the kitchen table with me for hours calling me stupid or you do not want to learn she would take a wooden spoon in those days they were real wood beat me across the head for...

I am not religious but I have images of every god and goddess in my room.
I am not superstitious but I have every good luck charm I know of.
I have salt under my windows and quartz in my pillow, bottle caps and black feathers and...

I wish I could say that they beat me and I never stopped fighting. I fought them tooth and nail, I yelled at them and scratched and kicked every time they called me worthless.
I wish I could say that I remained who I was, my character...

My mother and father divorced when I was just over a year old. I did not see him until I was eleven. Me and my older brother spent a few weeks with him when I was 12. My brother was five years older than me and was allow to "spank" me...

As early as i can remember my mom and would slap me and my siblings around. We always thought thats how life was until we all got taken away from our parents. I started developing angry issues no one would adopt me or foster me...

I just came over from another group "I was spanked as a kid." I finally accepted that I was not spanked but beaten. It was not every day and not as bad as many of you I am sure. But plenty of times I was made to wear pants instead of...

When things go wrong as they sometimes will;
When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill;
When the funds are low, and the debts are high;
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh;
When care is pressing you down a bit
Rest if you...

My mother told me when I was 10 years old that the only reason I was here was because she could not get an abortion and tossing herself down the stairs did not work.
From the time I can remember, I can remember getting beat by her. Not...

I know that my mother endured abuse at the hands of her father while growing up in Brazil. I, too, was beaten at her hands. It stopped at around age 14 when I stood up to her. The physical abuse,anyway. As an adult I've seen some pretty...

I was beaten as a child and it was abuse. So many people out there believe that corporal punishment is just discipline and why do we make a big fuss about it etc. But I still remember the way my dad used to beat me and my skin crawls...

I always wondered why I wasn't close to my family. One day having small talk with a co- worker she saw someone hit their child and she objected, and I said my mom use to hit me all the time, the look on her face was one of hurt. My mom...

My father beat and mentally tormented my mother, my elder brother and me. My mother beat and mentally tormented my elder brother and me. My elder brother beat and mentally tormented me. .. so I beat the dog when no one was...