Still Standing, How long remains to be seen.
I am here today to tell my story and to let people know that people not everyone but some of us are not well, if you don't know what others are going through in their lives you might want to just try to see Humans as people first, someone's daughter or son, sibling among st other things before objects.
My life story started as a baby... no shit right. I was abused from the earliest possible age, not only physically, emotionally, mentally also sexually. My life was in danger on more than one occasion, with my step dad and others. I was sexually abused by 6 different family members. One in which lasted from age 7 to 14. Instead of going to a safe place I was placed into a sexually abusive situation.
As I grew up I had only two people in my life who showed me real love. I went to my first marriage which was physically abusive, emotionally abusive and emotional abandonment; In a sense I was abandoned right from birth. That relationship lasted roughly 7 years. My second relationship was even worse, while I was sick he raped me continuously for years, slapped me around and took all of my money and wouldn't let me drive my own car, during my relationship with him I found out my daughter had been molested, I did everything I could to rid myself of this man, he would not go away, I put my kids in care for their safety, until I was well enough to look out for them on my own.
That turned out bad because of a technicality. My note and agreement was thrown out and instead of protecting my children... they were placed in my original abusive home. I know I will be jumping from subject to subject because of my PTSD, so please bare with me?
My next marriage wasn't as bad... but still messed up. He was there for me no matter what. I kept trying through years and years of therapy, I have come a long way but still can't deal with others behaviors.
I was taken control of in a hostage situation, beat up in broad daylight, a person who lived in one of my buildings was a murderer ... no one knew until he tried to kill me. This is not the first time with attempted murder my family was chased with a loaded shotgun but luckily they were hung up in the truck ... stuck in the bushes.
Obviously I can't go into every incident because there are just too many.
I was raped twice more at age 14 in the city, and 7 times as an adult, also sexually assaulted at two different jobs, bullied and smeared. I was never believed by anyone except Avalon Sexual assault center.
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I was pulled out of bed thrown on the floor, jumped on my stomach at 9 months pregnant.
Jumped on by an adult on my stomach as a child. Pushed because I wanted to go to a dance and had my arm slashed open. Called names like whore, slut, lesbian, stupid, drug addict along with being humiliated several times by different people.
Bullied at school, never allowed to hang with friends, and the friend I trusted the most turned out to spread a rumor at school and call me first a whore... then a lesbian after being forced by her to do a sexual act on her at age 14.
I was used or coned by an individual who took my money ... made me pay for everything and took everything I owned. While not telling me until his mother told me he got his child first cousin pregnant. I left, but went on to find more chaos.
I ended up staying with a rapist because of lack of help. This is what happens to me as there is little to no respect for victims. Another random act of violence... was kicked in the head for looking at someone, they thought I was making a racist giggle but I was actually giggling because I thought he was cute.
Let's talk car... I was in my car with my children ... they were 2 and roughly 1 year. My partner at the time put his foot on my foot, making it impossible to remove my foot. I came dangerously close to hitting someone else so I pulled over into the other lane, there was a car coming so I slammed on the brakes, while his foot was still on mine, We made circles went down over the bank, pitch poled and rolled into someones yard, the children and my partner were unharmed ... I ended up with a cracked vertebrae in my neck, while in hospital only one person came.
I need to take a break from my story, but there is so much more...
My life story started as a baby... no shit right. I was abused from the earliest possible age, not only physically, emotionally, mentally also sexually. My life was in danger on more than one occasion, with my step dad and others. I was sexually abused by 6 different family members. One in which lasted from age 7 to 14. Instead of going to a safe place I was placed into a sexually abusive situation.
As I grew up I had only two people in my life who showed me real love. I went to my first marriage which was physically abusive, emotionally abusive and emotional abandonment; In a sense I was abandoned right from birth. That relationship lasted roughly 7 years. My second relationship was even worse, while I was sick he raped me continuously for years, slapped me around and took all of my money and wouldn't let me drive my own car, during my relationship with him I found out my daughter had been molested, I did everything I could to rid myself of this man, he would not go away, I put my kids in care for their safety, until I was well enough to look out for them on my own.
That turned out bad because of a technicality. My note and agreement was thrown out and instead of protecting my children... they were placed in my original abusive home. I know I will be jumping from subject to subject because of my PTSD, so please bare with me?
My next marriage wasn't as bad... but still messed up. He was there for me no matter what. I kept trying through years and years of therapy, I have come a long way but still can't deal with others behaviors.
I was taken control of in a hostage situation, beat up in broad daylight, a person who lived in one of my buildings was a murderer ... no one knew until he tried to kill me. This is not the first time with attempted murder my family was chased with a loaded shotgun but luckily they were hung up in the truck ... stuck in the bushes.
Obviously I can't go into every incident because there are just too many.
I was raped twice more at age 14 in the city, and 7 times as an adult, also sexually assaulted at two different jobs, bullied and smeared. I was never believed by anyone except Avalon Sexual assault center.
...
I was pulled out of bed thrown on the floor, jumped on my stomach at 9 months pregnant.
Jumped on by an adult on my stomach as a child. Pushed because I wanted to go to a dance and had my arm slashed open. Called names like whore, slut, lesbian, stupid, drug addict along with being humiliated several times by different people.
Bullied at school, never allowed to hang with friends, and the friend I trusted the most turned out to spread a rumor at school and call me first a whore... then a lesbian after being forced by her to do a sexual act on her at age 14.
I was used or coned by an individual who took my money ... made me pay for everything and took everything I owned. While not telling me until his mother told me he got his child first cousin pregnant. I left, but went on to find more chaos.
I ended up staying with a rapist because of lack of help. This is what happens to me as there is little to no respect for victims. Another random act of violence... was kicked in the head for looking at someone, they thought I was making a racist giggle but I was actually giggling because I thought he was cute.
Let's talk car... I was in my car with my children ... they were 2 and roughly 1 year. My partner at the time put his foot on my foot, making it impossible to remove my foot. I came dangerously close to hitting someone else so I pulled over into the other lane, there was a car coming so I slammed on the brakes, while his foot was still on mine, We made circles went down over the bank, pitch poled and rolled into someones yard, the children and my partner were unharmed ... I ended up with a cracked vertebrae in my neck, while in hospital only one person came.
I need to take a break from my story, but there is so much more...
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