Comments on: The Impact of Child Abuse – Does the Type of Abuse Really Matter?

By: Gabrielle Page

Gabrielle Page — Thu, 02 Jun 2016 21:21:08 +0000

In reply to thumper.

Well done you for getting through, you managed to survive, despite these beasts who have tried to use you for their own filthy ends. The creatures that prey on children know what they do, dressing it up in clothing to suit themselves. They imprison a child in a web of deceit so they can abuse that child, whilst maintaining that child’s silence by all sorts of low threats. When caught or threatened with violent retaliation they cringe, pleading for mercy but they are not deserving of any consideration.
These beasts warrent no pity despite their whining about how they can’t help their “urges”.
Those of us that adhere to a moral code know what is morally right and wrong. Preying on children is WRONG, and we all know this without being told.

By: JoeD

JoeD — Wed, 23 Mar 2016 05:17:21 +0000

In reply to thumper. Why did you have a child? I was molested by my biological father, been thru suicide attempts, made out to be the bad guy for discussing it, etc, etc

By: thumper

thumper — Sun, 31 Jan 2016 07:57:34 +0000

I was created from child abuse. I’ve been created by abuse and for 80% of my life I believed that my purpose in life was to be abused in some way, shape, or manner. I truly believed that I was the spawn of Satan and that my soul belonged to him. After all ever since I can go to my earliest childhood memories I knew how I was conceived but didn’t really understand what “incest” meant. I was adopted by my great-grandparents before I was even born and their names appear on my birth certificate so I would “have a good name”. My daddy was my whole world and my mom had poor health but we were a happy family. at age 6 my daddy died from lung cancer, while my mom, and my grandmother, and my biological egg donor mom were at the hospital with my daddy taking his last breath…I was at my grandmothers house with my step-grandfather being sexually molested for the very first time. I had no idea what was going on but he told me it was a secret between us and if i said anything that really bad things would happen to me and my mom. when they returned from the hospital and informed me that my daddy was dead, my whole world was destroyed. life for me as I had known it up to then was dead and over. the abuse continued consistantly weekly until I was about 14 yrs old, when I was in a Psychology class in High school and the subject was the topic of discussion for the day. I was in a daze and in shock…this couldn’t be what had been happening to me all those years, no not me..it took me 3 months to finally face the truth and admit that it was real. so I told my mom about it and she confronted my perpetrator and he denied it but wanted to talk to me on the phone but made his wife, (my grandma) leave the room for our conversation. He threatened me, then pleaded with me, but I stood my ground. Then my grandma got on the phone and called me everything but a child of God and dis-owned my mom and I and abandoned us for the next 4+ years. From that point on I did everything for my mom with no help from any of my family…not nobody..until one day my junior year after school I came home to find all of my moms belongings and her gone, so I called my grandma and asked her where my mom was. She informed me that “the family” had got together and decided that she would be better off in a nursing home and that’s where they put her, leaving me with an apartment I couldn’t pay for and so I packed up the apartment and moved in with my boyfriend at the time, by the way I was 17 yrs old by this time. Long story short I’ve been on my own ever since, I have a 28 yr old son whom I helped raise but I wasn’t the best parent and wasn’t always there when I could have been, for that I’m truly sorry. I also have a 13 yr old whom I feel I’m a much better parent for and with. I made some horrible choices and mistakes in my life in the past, but I make much better and healthier choices now and will continue to do so in the future. Nothing can ever replace wor fix what was stolen, destroyed,twisted, and mentally and emotionally broken inside me but God, cause I’ve seen enough Psychiatrists, survivors groups, counselors, therapists, hypnotists, you name it. I’m probably just as qualified to be a counselor for as much as I have received, all I know is the dysfunction and abuse stopped with ME,

By: annomous

annomous — Sun, 10 Jan 2016 07:10:19 +0000

I was a victim of child abuse and I use to say that the black eyes and bruises go away but the words never quit echoing, I believe from experience the verbal and emotional abuse to this day affect my life in extreme manners. I trust noone, I am good at socialization and am well liked but prefer to be home alone with my animal. I suffer from addiction, alcoholism avoid relationships even with my own children for fear of judgement and criticism. I would love to be loved ,needed, and wanted but am willing to scarifice it all to protect myself and others from me. Please stop this terrible inherited affliction so others will not suffer as I have for over a half a century. I gave my own children up when they were young after I saw my mother surface in me one night, they were my life, the three most beautiful babies in the whole wide world. I did this to protect them from the monster with-in me. Please help these poor children to never suffer this way.