My Story Of Being Abused
During my childhood from about the age of 4 I was sexually abused for quite some years by 2 family members, and I was always told to keep it a secret and it was our secret until I got older and then the secret turn to fear if I told any one I would not see my mum again and later it became clear this was a pedophiles way of keep control.
It was when I was about 13 when I finally told my mum about the abuse and then it was taboo and my mum was ill and going though a rough time, and the 2 who was abusing me where banished from the home and nothing more was said on it.
But it started to eat away at me as I got older and child abuse was being brought out into the open and I got depressed and confused but I knew my mother was to ill for me to do anything so like you do I tried to push it to the back of my head but it kept coming forward it was like having a demon in your head and I was trying to control it.
I vowed to do something about it when my mother wasn’t here to be put though the heart ache of it all
So after my mum died in 2000 I ended up in a Psychiatric hospital as a patient for over 3 months after I had a major breakdown and tried to kill myself has living with everything that has happen finally took it's toll on me, I told my doctor and counselor about me being sexually abused, and they got in the police and I got a female officer and she was brilliant and compassion was 100% she took every thing down and it took a few visits from her and then I had to undergo examinations when I had the examination they found years old damage and scaring so this was produce as evidence.
But the CPS though the spanner in the works because they wanted more evidence even after the statements and examinations and the police told me they knew they where guilty but thanks to the CPS (Crown Prosecution Service) lack of evidence was the cause not to take it to court but later came out that a member of my family who witnessed them doing it to me refused to give a statement and if they had that would have been the icing on the cake, so thanks to them and they know who they are, so because of them refusing to do this these evil monsters are still out on the streets no doubt still doing what they did to me? So I say thank you CPS for that and ******* my life up because if you had taken it to court I wouldn’t be in fear of them coming to look for me and thinking if they still doing it because once a ********* always a *********.