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.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Turning the bad into good

Unfortunately it seems like there are so many child abuse cases these days. You see all of the articles in the newspapers, on tv and the internet. A few months ago I thought what can I do to make a difference? I looked up child abuse volunteering on the internet and found the CASA program- Court Appointed Special Advocate. I had never heard of the program before but the more I read, the more I realized that was my calling. A CASA meets with a child/or siblings while their case is going on (usually a year) to be their voice in court. Childrens voices need to be heard. You are not a mentor, but you basically become like one. The CASA program is in every state and I encourage everyone to get involved in it and to make a difference in a child's life. I was sworn in on my Mother's B-Day- how ironic that was. I know that was fate. Turning the bad into good.
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