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Neglected, Abused, and Molested; Ron Couldn’t Escape

Despite 15 years of horrific and potentially fatal child abuse, Ronald T. tells his real life account of the struggles he endured in his youth and how he copes with his past as an adult. Read More »

Roped to the Bed

Oh, how I wished someone would find me, to look through the dirty glass and see a young child roped to a bed in a brown paneled room. The thin rope cuts into my wrist like fishing wire. The pain is so unreal; I don't feel like I exist. My eyes draw heavy, but I am unable to close them in fear of the unknown. Noises race from down the hall, the screaming and shouting of adults, in wonders of what could happen next. A woman with blood shot eyes steps towards the bed. Read More »

A Little Piece of Me

I looked up to my big brother, but I knew, or I felt that what he was doing to me was wrong. The one time I actually fought back, it didnít go so well. Read More »

A Family Of Abusers

I was sexually, physically, and emotionally abused until I was 19. I know what it is like to have my voice silenced and life threatened. There is always hope. Read More »

A Mom Who Didn’t Believe

Mom worked and left me alone with him. I thought he was funny and nice until he started to make me do things. Read More »

They Keep Me Going

Despite years of suffering, the love for my wife and son keeps me from doing what my mother did to me. Read More »

I Am Happy and In Love

Life isn't perfect but I'm getting through it one day at a time. Child abuse has impacted life, but not changed ability to find happiness. Read More »

No Wonder Your Dad Never Liked You

I was abused by both my mother and father. They were both emotionally abusive, but my father was neglectful as well. Read More »

Forgiveness

When I was 2 my father re-married. I canít quite recall when the abuse started, but I remember just about every time it happened. I was young and couldnít understand why my stepmother just didnít like me. Read More »

A Mom Who Didn’t Believe

My mother and father divorced when I was about a year old. Around the age of three my mom got a new boyfriend. He was nice and really funny... or so I thought. Read More »

You Won’t Regret It

My father was in prison for about 10 years when I was younger. I still remember how happy I was to have my dad back after he was released. Read More »

Still Affected

I was abused physically, emotionally and sexually growing up. My mom was an alcoholic and would beat me with a belt for no reason. My dad was never home but when he was he would take out his anger on me and sometimes he'd hit me so hard I would feel the wind knock out of me. My brother sexually abused me. Read More »

Feeling Peace

I grew up in a house of mental illness and anger that triggered fighting between my parents and eventually lead to us. I remember bits and pieces but those memories don't leave. One day when I was about 8 years old I was getting ready for school when I heard screaming and a loud thud. My mom had thrown her hair dryer at my dad's head. I witnessed a lot of abuse between them. Read More »

Trust

When youíre young, the trust you have is the trust you think you should have throughout your life. With it should come a strong and good trust in faith, but when that trust is violated it is never the same again. Itís hard for people to understand this unless it has happened to them. Read More »

Stripped of my Innocence

My father took my virginity when I was 10 years old. My brother and my uncle would come into my room at night and touch me and make me do things to them. I was threatened that if I ever told anybody what was happening to me, that I would be killed, and easily. Aside from being stripped of my innocence and dignity, my grandmother was also severely abusive. She would beat me to the point that I was bleeding from every pore of my body. Read More »

Daryl

My parents had been divorced for some time when Daryl, my stepmom came along. I think I was 7 when they married. I donít remember when she started hitting us, whether it was before or after our uncle had left, I just remember that after it started, it was a daily thing. I remember feeling thankful for the escape of school. Read More »

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