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Laura
Laura

“you will never amount to anything!” is simply not true. You are a survivor.

Patricia - Spiritual Journey Of A Lightworker
Patricia - Spiritual Journey Of A Lightworker

Thank you for sharing your story with Carnival Against Child Abuse. No matter what form of abuse we experience as children, we can choose to stop the abuse and break the cycle of violence as JD said. Like you, looking at my own children when they were young, I don't understand how a parent can abuse their children. I am an incest survivor who chose not to pass on the abuse to my own children.

JD
JD

It makes me sick to think what they did to you... It wasn't your fault. There was something wrong with your 'mother', the man, and your sister too. Empathy, just completely missing. And cruelty and selfishness in its place.

I wish I could make things better. We'll never meet, and there's only so much words can do, but know that your courage, your love for your own daughter, will stay with me. Know that I respect and admire you for your ability to break the cycle of violence. Thank you for sharing your story.

mommypie
mommypie

I am left speechless at the horrific degree of cruelty humans can inflict on others. On their own. I am so, so sorry for the pain you've endured and the loss of your sweet daughter. Your strength is inspiring. Thank you for telling your story.

Chris
Chris

I'm absolutely speechless at the horrific story that you've shared with us. You are so amazing and so strong!!

Tricia
Tricia

I don't know what to say. But I want to say something about how strong you are, courageous and that you're being heard.

Lea
Lea

Don't even have words. Never really do when reading these posts. But I couldn't not write something after reading this one. But words fail me. Miigwech. Thank you.

mandy
mandy

I can't add anything, but to echo Flutter's comment.

Alia
Alia

Because you Live, the world is a better place. Namaste.

Catherine
Catherine

Thank you for sharing your story. I feel as if there are some difficult things that have made me a stronger person. I am grateful for what I've learned. What I hate is being different. I hate knowing that it's obvious there's no extended family around. Even my oldest son feels the loss and doesn't understand it's for his safety. People who don't know us, don't get it. I know that people who don't get it aren't worth our time. Sometimes, I just wish I could be as innocent as others. I wish I could think life is simple and a bad day is every light is red on the way to work not something like worrying about restraining orders or whether or not my children's lives are in danger or if they've found me. Your daughter sounds like a precious gift for you and your son. I'm sorry for the losses you've experienced in your life.

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wow. thank you so much for sharing. that seems so small, but really. thank you for sharing. you are brave and strong to have survived that and to give and accept love.

Mb
Mb

Thank you for sharing your story 'out loud'.

Feste
Feste

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I have nothing to add but my thanks that you're alive, strong, and caring - and horror at the people who were anything but.

Thank you for sharing...

Jennifer H
Jennifer H

Reading this, my heart was breaking.(Sounds like we were raised by similar creatures.) Too much pain for one life.

I'm so glad you told your story.

Pami
Pami

so sorry you endured this, thanks for sharing your story, I am glad you don't see your abusers any more, I wish I could give you a hug and make it all go away I hope you feel the virtual one, you deserve better, and I believe you will get it. You will be in my thoughts and prayers. Pamela

Me
Me

HOLY SHIT. I don't even know what to say. I am so sorry that you have had to go through this all. I truly wish I could kick someone in the head for you. Not sure who, but somebody.

I am sending you love in the hopes that it helps someday. I will be thinking of you.

tiff
tiff

Took me several tries at your story to get throught it. FIrst, I was angry. Second, Furious. Third, Fourth, etc, I was so very sad.

Lastly, I am amazed. You are amazing. Thank you for telling your story.

LiteralDan
LiteralDan

I am blown away by what you have endured, and will continue to experience in memory for the rest of your life, to the point that no words i can think of to say here don't sound trite or easy to me.

But you must know that I am just as blown away that you had enough strength to resist even then, to carry you to this point of your own life without spewing back all the hate poured into you. For you to even be able to write this all out with the kind of observations you included shows a healthy perspective that delightfully defies these monsters.

People like you, braver people than most, are the ones who break these epic, multi-generational cycles of violence and terror and set free people who never know they would have been imprisoned. Thank you for that, and thank you for sharing your story. You have my sympathy and my admiration.

Eaton Bennett
Eaton Bennett

I am so sorry you had to suffer such pain and indignities. What horrible darkness lives inside some people and a mother no less. I hope your
future is brighter and full of hope and that you gain strengths and
securities that surely must be rightfully be yours.

Eaton.

Reagan
Reagan

Thank you so much for sharing. I will keep your story with me.

Kat
Kat

So, so sorry for your loss. I can't imagine losing a child. And the cruelty you suffered at the hands of your own family leaves me literally without words.

Karen Sugarpants
Karen Sugarpants

No one should ever have to endure so much pain. Here's hoping the rest of your adulthood more than makes up for your stolen childhood. Much love to you.

Chrissy
Chrissy

It's courageous for you to tell your story, I admire your strength to do so.

Emily R
Emily R

oh, sweetheart. where do they live? when you are ready to confront them, email me. we'll go together.

Coco
Coco

I am so sorry. So very sorry. I wish I could say something more wise.

Thank you for speaking out.

Justme
Justme

I am so sorry for all that you have suffered.

Like so many others have stated, I am amazed by your strength and resilience.

Although my story is a bit different than yours, becoming a parent myself also made me angry...angry and saddened.

You TRULY did beat them though...the love between you and your precious daughter is proof of that.

jodifur
jodifur

I'm just so, so, sorry. For everything.

quin browne
quin browne

the greatest proof that you are not like them was your daughters abiding love.

you won.

FreedomFirst
FreedomFirst

My God. No matter how many times I hear it, I will never cease to be shocked at the thought of a mother brutally assaulting her own child. I'm so glad there are people like you in the world, who work to break these cycles. You're the only ones who keep the world livable.

Sunny
Sunny

This post made me cry. Thank you for sharing.

Withheld
Withheld

Such a sad story, with an even more tragic ending.

But, you beat them. You beat them by breaking that cycle of cold, malicious violence. You loved your daughter, you filled her short precious life with love. You won.

You are amazing.

Marin
Marin

I am so, so sorry. You've come out the other side, and that's admirable.

Meg
Meg

When I read stories like this, I am amazed beyond words at the resiliency of the human soul. To overcome what you've overcome? Stunning. God bless you.

Lillian
Lillian

More than any other post so far, this one breaks my heart. Thank you for having the courage to share your story.

Stephen Montagna
Stephen Montagna

You will join the ranks of many people I've met over the years where upon hearing their story I stop and stand in awe that they are even still standing - even able to get out of bed in the morning and put one foot in front of the other. Perseverance personified.

In as much as violence can sometimes be multi-generational, it's true too that parents can make the choice to not pass that violence on to their children; as a son of parents who both suffered abuse, and yet had the wisdom to be loving parents to their children, I assure you your son will become very aware as he grows up how blessed he is to have you for a mom; clearly, your daughter, even at her young age, was already aware.

Thank you for your candor and tenacity.

Eva Marie Woywod
Eva Marie Woywod

"just breathe in the light and blow out the darkness!"

Wow, such strong words, and ones that brought tears to my eyes..

I am so sorry for your loss, and so thankful you shared your heart and memories with all of us.

Mr Lady
Mr Lady

You are an incredible woman.

I always thought I'd understand my parents once I had children, that I'd see something that would excuse what they did to me. When my babies were born, I only grew angrier. I haven't spoken to my mother in 17 year. And I'm really happy about that.

Thank you for writing this. It was exceptionally hard to read, because there were so many shocking similarities to my own story, but saying it out loud is important. For you, and for us. Thank you.

Christina
Christina

Stunned. Just stunned. You are the epitome of the word survivor.

rachel d
rachel d

I am awed by your bravery and your resilience and your dignity in the face of such compounded pain.

I have not enough words to tell you, except to say BRAVA that you rose from the fire and became Sombody's Hero---for eleven years and forty-nine weeks.

And today, you're ours, as well.

Rachel
Rachel

My gosh. I don't even know what to say. I am so incredibly sorry what all has happened to you. You sound like you made it through to the other side though. Thank you for sharing.

pgoodness
pgoodness

Oh my goodness, you are a brave and resilient soul. I am so sorry you had to go through so much horror; I am beyond sorry you lost your daughter. Thank you for sharing your story. I hope you can find peace and happiness and forget the pain someday.

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