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I first have to give a little background info in order for this to make any sense. my grandparents got guardianship of me when i was 3 but had basically raised me since i was born. my mom was young when she had me and had to go live her life.
i was 7 when i first tried to tell about what my so called uncle did to me. i told the only and only person who i could trust back then. my younger cousin even though i should had picked someone else to tell i told her. it was her father that did those horrid things... we were at a local skate rink and she called her mom to come and pick us up. she was crying and kept screaming at me that i was a liar. i started crying as well. the one person i thought i could trust, my one and only best friend back then didnt believe me. she screamed your a liar until her mom got there. she screamed your nothing but a horrible person and a liar the whole way back to my grandparents. once we got there my grandpa was still at work so he had no clue what happened. my grandma sits me and my cousin and my aunt in the livingroom and ask us whats wrong and what happened. i just looked at my cousin with a look of pure fear and pain. i begged her with my eyes not to say anything. she only knew part of the story not even all of it. she told my grandma that i told her that her father was touching me and putting his fingers inside me. my grandma got pissed. she looked at me and asked me if i really told my cousin that. i said yes the best i could through my tear clouded eyes and gasps for air. i was even more scared than when my so called uncle was doing those horrid things to me. my grandma slapped me as hard as i think she could and got up walked over to the front door, opened it and told me that if i was going to be a little slut like my mother then i could get the f*c* out and live on the streets. she said that if i was going to be a liar about such serious matters then i could leave and go live with my mother. i started crying harder and couldnt move or speak. that was the only home i had even known. grandma finally closed the door and told me that if i promised to never talk about those lies again and never tell my grandpa i could stay living there.
why didnt the adults believe me? why did my grandma act that way? why did she say those hurtful things and make me make those promises? :unsure:/> :tear:/> :marina:/> :scared:/> :nose:/> :confused:/> :bawling:/> :cry:/> :down:/> :(/>
I first have to give a little background info in order for this to make any sense. my grandparents got guardianship of me when i was 3 but had basically raised me since i was born. my mom was young when she had me and had to go live her life.
i was 7 when i first tried to tell about what my so called uncle did to me. i told the only and only person who i could trust back then. my younger cousin even though i should had picked someone else to tell i told her. it was her father that did those horrid things... we were at a local skate rink and she called her mom to come and pick us up. she was crying and kept screaming at me that i was a liar. i started crying as well. the one person i thought i could trust, my one and only best friend back then didnt believe me. she screamed your a liar until her mom got there. she screamed your nothing but a horrible person and a liar the whole way back to my grandparents. once we got there my grandpa was still at work so he had no clue what happened. my grandma sits me and my cousin and my aunt in the livingroom and ask us whats wrong and what happened. i just looked at my cousin with a look of pure fear and pain. i begged her with my eyes not to say anything. she only knew part of the story not even all of it. she told my grandma that i told her that her father was touching me and putting his fingers inside me. my grandma got pissed. she looked at me and asked me if i really told my cousin that. i said yes the best i could through my tear clouded eyes and gasps for air. i was even more scared than when my so called uncle was doing those horrid things to me. my grandma slapped me as hard as i think she could and got up walked over to the front door, opened it and told me that if i was going to be a little slut like my mother then i could get the f*c* out and live on the streets. she said that if i was going to be a liar about such serious matters then i could leave and go live with my mother. i started crying harder and couldnt move or speak. that was the only home i had even known. grandma finally closed the door and told me that if i promised to never talk about those lies again and never tell my grandpa i could stay living there.
why didnt the adults believe me? why did my grandma act that way? why did she say those hurtful things and make me make those promises? :unsure:/> :tear:/> :marina:/> :scared:/> :nose:/> :confused:/> :bawling:/> :cry:/> :down:/> :(/>
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Horrible, I am really sorry you had to experience this at the hands of someone who was to care for you. A little girl could never make these things up, all little girls should know about is dressing up, playing with their dolls and dreaming of being a princess. I to told my mother and yet she said she did believe me I was told all Id ever amount to was a slut. Well I rubbished that one, I had to cut her out of my life because I felt she was tooo damaging to me and that I could never have a semi normal life with her in it. She is now very ill and a young women at that, I tried to put the past in the past but she has not changed and still damaging to me so I had to remove her from it again. Not easy at all, try and fill your life with loving and supportive people you deserve it.
siofra,
12 August 2012 - 02:18 PM
im sorry to hear that if you ever need someone to talk to i am here and thank you i have found people who have helped me alot in more than one way. they are a fresh new start and love me for who i am.
pinky1990,
19 October 2012 - 07:31 PM
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