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When I was born my parents were in the process of getting a divorce. It wasnt long before my mother found someone else to take my fathers place. The knew man named Paul was in my mothers life for about 13 years total before they finally...

Hi everyone. My name is John and I am new to the site and thought I should just share my story and seek advice from people. I am currently 22 years old and in college.
It all goes back to when I was a kid. I was sexually and physically...

I like keeping certain things in order. My room, desk, and papers may look like a complete mess to an untrained eye, but my thoughts and memories are always preserved with a flawless method because since I cannot forget, keeping all the...

That was the catchphrase growing up with my parents. As an adult, hearing something like that sends alarm bells ringing.
This is a story of how abuse and neglect nearly ruined me, but hasn't. I am two short years away from being thirty...

I have never received a hug or kiss from my parents. If I have I don't remember it. I've never gotten a birthday present or blown out candles. I didn't know kids got all this until I made real friends in 5th grade. I didn't understand...

When I was a child my mother abused me mentally, verbally, emotionally and physically. She used to beat me in the face and head, call me names, pull my hair and made me believe I was worthless. For most of my childhood, I didn't...

When I was a teenager, my mom kicked my step dad out when I told her he'd been sexually abusing my sister and me. There were tears and hugs that one night and then everything was expected to go on as normal. My mom...

I haven't really talked a whole lot about my past here, but recently, I think I have felt inspired to do so because of the strength of other friends in my circle who have talked about their experience. I think it's important to share...

I have a very similar story to trapt. I am 24 now and my father has always been abusive toward my mother and me. Actually I confronted him and my mother about it just yesterday. And he denies it all. He's denied holding a knife to my...

hi i am a 26 yera old female, i live in a small town called branxton in nsw australia, and this is my story i dont have any one else to tell it too and thought this might help me get it all out.  it started when i was just a little...

“Hey, we brought snacks. This is Rebecca, remember her from middle school?”

My friends were in the doorway. Of course I remember Rebecca. We were in 7th grade together when I lived in my old town. I had just changed schools to get...

I was born in the summer of 1978 in the small town of Beckley, West Virginia. My parents were only about 16 at the time I was born and were not really prepared to take care of a child at that time. My father had his dad and step-mother...

It was late, I was laying in bed playing with my stuffed animals because I couldn't sleep. I heard the garage door open and close and someone come into the house. I assumed it was daddy, he wasn't home yet when mother sent me to bed. I...

grew up in a home of crazyness awats wanted a life without all that mess no drugs or beating for my children wanted something better for them  well after all the years i tried my kids did not have it as bad as i did but the man i...

My experience of being abused by my family happened when I was forced to be naked at home. My brothers told my parents I was seeing a boy at school so my parents told me I had to end it and never see him again. I refused to do this so...

Well when i was 5 my parents divorced and i was left with my father. Then my step mom came in the picture with 4-5 kids of her own and it was only me and my brother on my side. There were many many beatings and things just out of the...

I grew up in a very religious home--one actually very similar to "Amish."  My parents had belonged to a group similar to them, but them built their own religion from there.  They used this "Amish" lifestyle as a cover and...

My name is Jenny, I am a home school survivor, and this is my story.

My Mother was always the authority figure in our family, so when she decided to pull me out of the private school I went to after the second grade, so that she could...

I have just found this group so I will gather my thoughts and tell you about my experience in a few days time. I don't know if anyone ever looks at ths  group but I'll unload all the details soon and hopefully feel abit better...

I am the epitome of a pariah. It is my great secret. I own my own home, have a good job, workout daily, drive a nice car. All to keep up appearances. All to hide the world from the true sight of me. This lie is also my prison...