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
1 Response May 11, 2012

There are women that should not have kids. Im sorry