I couldn't seem to keep myself safe from people.
Six years old was also the year that a person took me down into the basement of my apartment building and made me pull my pants down in front of the neighbor boys. I didn't want to...
The feelings inside of me were swirling so bad but I knew that this person would make sure I felt sorry if I didn't listen to them! So I did it.
I pulled down my pants.
Red faced.
And so terribly ashamed.
The feelings that I felt after were even worse because if someone told & my Mom found out 🤭
She would kill me!
Or if my Dad knew 😣
I would die!
The thoughts and fears that I felt after it happened ate a hole in my gut and gave me the worse stomach aches 💔💔💔
It hurt terribly bad!
My Mom took me to the Dr.
And the emergency room more than once!
Xrays were done but didn't show anything.
Had they used some kind of contrast they probably would have seen an ulcer.
The Dr. Told my Mom that I was faking for attention and to ignore me and Id stop.
The stomach aches didn't stop for a long time.
But I did stop telling my mom.
I also stopped trusting people.
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This is my truth
Non-FictionMy life has been an intense journey from a little girl who was beaten down and abused into believing that she was worthless, to a woman at 43 years of age who is still desperately searching for who she truly is. I found her though. I did. And she wr...
