My full name is Ashley Elizabeth welch. Currently it is April 8 2020 at 11:56pm. I am 18 years old.
For the past week I have felt so lost with myself. I think I need to start taking my meds again,
I just dont like the thought of needing to take pills for an emotion.
Depression isn't a mental illness, its a state of mind, therefore I shouldn't have to take medication for an emotion.
I just want to let everything out, all of my anger and sadness and just toss it away into the ocean, let it blow away
On a strong breeze, gone but never forgotten. Is that too much to ask?
I've always wanted to be normal, a normal life, a normal family, a normal way of living.
I wanted to be like everyone else.
I now know that to be normal, is not possible. No one is normal. So I wish that there was a type of normal, that we
could just escape to. Put everything behind us and just live "normally"
My mothers name is Kimberly Amanda Moody. She is 38 years old, has married twice and has two biological
daughters and one step son.
My fathers name is Joshua Kieth Welch. He is also 38 years old, he is a registered sex offender, he sexually abused his two daughters for nearly ten years. In 2012 he was sentenced to prison for ten years. He is set to be released in June 2021.
My step fathers name is Benjamin Moody. He is 35 years old, has only married once and has a son.
My Older sisters name is Jenny Anne Welch. She is 23 years old, she has a two year old little girl and is married to an amazing man
My younger step brothers name is Damien Wallace moody, He is 8 years old and the light of my life.
When I was three years old my biological father started to sexually abuse me. I was sexually abused for seven years of my life. At the age of ten I had been sexually abused by both my father and my older cousin for seven years. My sister was sexually abused as well by my father, for how many years i have no idea but keep in mind that she is six years older than me...therefore she was with my father longer. For the longest time that was my entire life, I carried that story with me everywhere and everyone saw me as the child that was abused. My father raped my mother as well and tried to kill her, and beat her. When the cops were trying to get him to confess, they sent my mother in to talk to him, wired up so that the police heard everything that was said. He eventually confessed to everything, got up and went down the hallway, claiming he needed to grab something. The cops interfered before he could. On his bed was a shotgun, three bullets and a picture of me, my mom and my sister. He later confessed that he had set cameras up all through the house and had planned on killing my mother. He then was going to send the tapes to me so that i could watch him kill her and then he was going to come and kill me and my sister. When he was taken to prison, he promised me that once he got out he would kill me for what I had done. In 2012 he was sentenced to ten years in prison with six years of probation once he gets out. My cousin who was a minor at the time was sent to the military for what he had done and we moved into my granparents house. Joshua's parents didn't believe that their son had done anything and so they turned against us and began to harrass us. They followed us everywhere and even kept tabs on where we were living so that they could tell josh once he got out of prison. Everyone always asks why couldnt you get a restraining order on them. Because it takes a lot of proof in order to do something like that. His family is also full of pedophiles, all around not a safe place to be or mess with. We all just wanted to hide behind the illusion that we would be ok. Even then, at ten, eleven years old I remember telling myself after we left the court house that it wasn't over. That the pain he had inflicted on us may last a lifetime.
