Surviving Child Sexual Abuse

Welcome to my blog- I'm writing this because I want to help others that have endured sexual abuse since I went through this myself from the ages of 11-18. So many kids these days are thrown into incredibly horrible, traumatic situations in which they don't know where to turn- usually because of fear. When I was growing up I was so afraid to tell because my Mother threatened to kill me, my Father and my Brother or my friends if I said anything. The few times I did say something to my friends, she was "convienently" listening to the conversations and oh, all hell broke loose the two times. Every week, when it got closer to Sunday, my stomach would be in knots with dread. I got to the point in which I started blacking out from the stress. Once I even "supposedly" cussed out my Mother's boyfriend in which to this day I don't remember doing. Your body goes through some bad things when you have intense stress to deal with. Kids need to tell a trusted adult the minute anything happens and to get out of that situation as soon as you can, because chances are things will progress each time and each time it will be worse until you end up like how I was -going through it for 7 years and being 18 years old with ulcers and a lot of trauma to work through.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Faith in God

It's Sunday and as Sundays were a dreaded day for me when I was younger, now they are a day of praising God. See, until a few years ago, I didn't go to Church regularly. I didn't seem to care one way or the other about God. He was just "there". A few years ago, I went with my relatives when they came to visit and we went to Church and I felt more at peace there than I had my whole life. I went through Adult Religious Education and then through Confirmation and Communion. I had put my Faith into God and after a little encouragement from my friends; realized that it's God's calling for me to help others that have gone through abuse. After I started this blog a few days ago, I felt such a strong inner peace that I knew I was doing the right thing by writing about my experience. I would never blame God for what I went through- I simply think of it as learning experience as there are others that have endured far worse than I. I pray for them everyday and wish that I could help them somehow.
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