I Was Molested As a Child
Self Esteem Punch For Adult Survivors of Childhood Abuse & Trauma
My esteem and self worth took a heavy blow when I was introduced to the unwanted advances of my family members who abused me. However, this physical, sexual and emotional abuse extended beyond blood relatives to include "step" relatives, neighbors and service people. It was as if I wore a target on my little super girl chest that read "Free".
Growing up from a very young age with this abusive behavior ingrained in me that I was a living sex toy of sorts made me unaware of my value. To this day, I wrestle with being a super success in some areas and a flop of a failure in others.
My peers tell me I am great, as do my aides, my students and my patients. It's not the material wealth I strive to attain or the words I need to hear that increase my sense of value. If inner peace and self dignity is not intact, words do not mean a darn thing to a person so badly injured.
So, it was no mistake that I saw one of my warriors today while I was window shopping at the mall. There were tremendous words shared of hope and encouragement that I am compelled to relay.
Hold YOUR head up high. Do not be frustrated about what you do not have. Be glad for what is gone from your life. Keep on saying "thank you" for what you do have. You are beautiful. You are intelligent and wise. You were put here for a purpose.
As I am reminded of those words, I need to share them with you who have wailed and cried. To you who have felt the pain, shame, frustration and violation, I offer you my shoulder to lean on and my ear to listen.
With all respect due,
Nurse Pattye