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I Am a Child Abuse Survivor

Not all monsters are hiding under the bed, for many the monsters are the very ones that are supposed to love and protect. The world is a scary place for children and when they are not even safe in their own homes life is a living nightmare.
Society can be judged on the way it treats it's most vulnerable. While no one would argue that the system is severely flawed, it's not the system that failed me. It was rather the other adults that knew of the abuse and chose to turn a blind eye. As a child it made me believe that I was worthless if others didn't care then it was the only explanation. As an adult I asked those that could have helped and didn't. I was stunned by the lack of remorse, although I can now see I shouldn't have been. Looking at things now with an adult perspective it's clear how utterly selfish these people were. They didn't want to go out of their way for anything but themselves and had no problem throwing a helpless child on the alter of their own happiness and security.
My Aunt now 81 and feeble calls, she's crying because my mother shoved her. What did she expect? My mother has always been a bully she will never change and no one has ever challenged her. Her own grandchildren want nothing to do with her and she is desperate to exhibit her nastiness. As a grown woman and not some helpless child she should have said something to finally put the bully in her place, she could cut off all contact with hers sister as she is under no obligation to be a punching bag. She said and did nothing, and neither did I. Instead I was simply grateful that this was a phone call and not in person where she could see me rolling my eyes in disgust at the utter selfishness.
You may only be one person in the world, but you may be the world to one person. My life could have been so much different if just one person had cared. Keep this in mind please when dealing with children and young people.
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I believe if there is such a thing as hell, there's a special place reserved for sperm and egg donors who abuse their children. Mine included. The hell that is life for survivors of child abuse doesn't compare. It's often said that abusers were once abused and continue the cycle. Fuck that. Once you're an adult that decides to be a parent your first objective is to end it, not rinse and repeat.
curiosi · 61-69, F
@AnonymouslyYours We are not responsible for what happened to us as children but we are 100% responsible for our healing as adults.
In the case of my parents they were spoiled rotten! My mother was born in 1939 so the supposedly "greatest generation" raised her. They let her get away with everything. As a young child I witnessed my mother assaulting her step mother (she has no self control and is quick with the punches). Her father stood there begging her to "Please be nice". I was a small child but never had any respect for him as even at that age I knew it was wrong.