posted 13th Jul '12
I've been lurking around this thread, but not saying anything.. It's hard for me to tell my story. It's very long, so i will try to shorten it...
I was an unwanted pregnancy by both of my parents. They were in their early twenties and not very established in life. My mom would do anything to piss her parents off. I guess having me was one of those ways. My dad was abusive, so my mom left him, and kept going back to him when i was a toddler. When I got into kindergarten, all of that stopped. And he stopped seeing me too. Life was hard, but I lived with my grandparents, and they were my world. My grandmother died, and my grandfather stopped caring about life, and himself. My mom didn't know how to parent me. She would make me stay home and clean and take care of my sick grandfather when I wasnt even old enough to care for myself (around 9-10). If things werent done her way, she would beat the living smurf out of me. Including taking my head and slamming it against the bed frame, throwing glass cups at me, plates, punching me, strangling me. I gained a lot of weight from all the stress that was going on.. Food was my savior. But in all reality, it wasnt. I got picked on to the point where it was harassment at school. 8th grade I started to become anorexic, and wouldnt eat for days. Especially when I was very stressed out. Teachers use to humiliate me infront of the whole class because I wouldnt have school supplies because my mother did not want to get them for me. She blamed me for everything. She blamed me for her heart attack, Said she would work long shifts to get away from me because I made her miserable.... Just... So many things. I started to run away from home, and I got in trouble for it. I had a probation officer and everything. CPS didnt believe that my mother was doing these things. They thought I was just another kid trying to break the rules. One day my mother started beating me, and i fought back.. She called the cops and I was put in Juvy for a week ( I got out for good behavior... And the fact that I literally cried for the whole time). I was put on house arrest when I got home. I kept running away from home at that point because it was pure hell. I would run away with somebody who was significantly older than me at that point ( I was 15 he was 23). Turns out years later, he's a pedophile (surprise, surprise). Anyway, I kept getting arrested and brought back home for that. And one day I went home and she beat me again.. Except I called the police on her, and she was arrested. I was placed into state care and put into a group home.. Which looking back on it, I wish i had stayed in the system. Nothing changed after that. I had my daughter and my mom kicked me out and took custody of her for a few days, and then gave her to me because she wasnt getting any money out of it. She had her for less than a week, but technically had custody of her for 6 months. Sound fishy? They granted her custody because she claimed I abandoned her. I was waiting to get into my apartment ( I got called and they said they had one because I was on the top of the waiting list) and I was homeless. But I got the apartment days later, and she gave her back to me but failed to tell the court that. Well.. I'll end it here. I could go on and on, but that would take up lots of space. =-/
posted 13th Jul '12
<blockquote><b>Quoting Platypus:</b>" I've been lurking around this thread, but not saying anything.. It's hard for me to tell my story. It's ... [snip!] ... me but failed to tell the court that. Well.. I'll end it here. I could go on and on, but that would take up lots of space. =-/"</blockquote>
That's horrible I'm sorry that you went through that and noone believed you.
posted 15th Oct
wow, i just seen this, i was never abused nor do i abuse my child, but im here to support quote
I have 1 child & 1 angel baby & live in Ontario