Abuse Was My Childhood

I am glad to find this group. Here's my story.

My mother and brother were physically, mentally, and emotionally abused by the men in my mother's life from my earliest memories until I was 14. I was also abused. Mentally, emotionally... and sexually. My first childhood memory is of being molested by two people when I was about 3 years old. I was molested and raped repeated by my mom's second husband for 7 years. As an adult I have also experienced physical abuse in past relationships and also about a month and a half ago in my current marriage. I'm currently searching for a way out of my marriage.

 I have blocked out a lot of the experiences I had before the age of 14 because the abuse was a daily thing. I guess my brain blocking it out was a coping mechanism. Some of it has gradually surfaced for me during the last 6 years or so. It's painful to have the memories crop up but I deal with it better than I would have when I was younger I suppose.

The end of my childhood nightmare came with the death of my mother's second husband the day after my 15th birthday. It was the only birthday present I had gotten in at least 3 years. Abuse is a cycle, that will eventually end one way or another. For my mom the last one died of his sustained alcoholism. We were extremely lucky it wasn't one of us.
amebeirus amebeirus
22-25
1 Response May 11, 2012

There are women that should not have kids. Im sorry