lostgirl1120

** THIS NEXT PART OF MY LIFE IS VERY HARD FOR ME TO SHARE. 95% OF WHAT YOU WILL READ I AM ASHAMED OF & HAVE NEVER TOLD A SINGLE SOUL!. PLEASE DO NOT BE JUDGMENTAL. I'VE CHANGED MY LIFE & I'M NOT THAT PERSON ANYMORE. I CAN'T ERASE MY PAST. I WAS YOUNG, DUMB & ALONE. I WAS STILL HAVING NIGHTMARES & FLASHBACKS FROM CHILDHOOD TRAUMA AS WELL AS RECOVERING FROM RAPE & MY STEPFATHERS SEXUAL ABUSE..THIS IS BEING DONE IN 2 OR 3 PARTS AS IT'S GONNA BE HARD FOR ME. BUT IF YOU'RE GONNA TELL YOUR STORY, BETTER TO TELL THE WHOLE STORY RIGHT?** PART 1 This is basically my introd

After a long time of suffering my step-father's abuse, I confided in a friend who I would say was pretty close with. A male who I went to high school with who was at that time actually also dating one of my good girl friends. I honestly don't know what made me tell him of all people but it just came out one day. We used to skip class & go to his place to get high, not heavy drugs, just smoke some weed, do hoots of oil, the occasional hash. His dad was always there right in it with us & one day higher than a kite, I said something to his father about my step father. I remember telling h

Never would I of ever imagined the man who I called dad for at the time about 11 years...the one who was supposed to love & protect me, would ultimately be the one who let me down. November 27th, 1995, 9 days before my 14th birthday. What was supposed to be one of the best days of my life to that date...My parents had surprised me with concert tickets for my birthday for that day to see my at the time 2 favorite bands White Zombie & The Ramones. My step-dad was taking me & I was cool with that! On our way he asked me if I smoked, I hesitated and then he assured me I was

Hey hun. I'm a new comer as well. Just joined a few days ago actually. So far I have found this to be a very resourceful community. Secondly, I can completely relate to what you're going through mentally, emotionally & what you went through physically! You are not alone in any way! If you have some time you should read my blog & if you feel like we can relate, feel free to private message me. No one can go through what we go through alone.

Standing in the kitchen, I'm around 2 yrs old, holding my doll, she was the most precious thing to me. Just a stuffed rag doll. Her dress & hat was purple with tiny white flower buds all over it, her apron was white with tiny purple flower buds. She had the cutest blonde braids & the biggest blue eyes. There's 2 men in the room with me. But i can see their faces, it's just shadows.Then one grabs my hand and the other one leads the way, they lead me through the dark living room to a bright bedroom with 2 sets of dark wooden bunk beds. They sit me on the bottom bunk of the bed to my rig

Thank you hun I have been in and out of therapy since I was I believe 15/16. I've never been properly diagnosed with PTSD but after doing my own in depth research, I do believe I fall in that category. Unfortunately my issue with treatments is where I live. We don't have many doctors in my immediate area that specialize in the type of treatments I would like to pursue or can properly diagnose me. But it's something I'm trying to figure out. And all I want is to be heard, or read in this case lol If I can make 1 difference in someone's life. Then at least it wasn't all for nothing....

Thank you all for the warm welcome!

Hello everyone! I am beyond thrilled to have found this website! Please feel free to read my blog. I am new to opening up about my unfortunate experiences so please be nice And can anyone tell me why I cannot access chat? Just takes me to a page that says my group does not have permission?! I'm confused Thanks

Sunday December 6th, 1981, my birthday. A day that everyone should be happy about and celebrate. I hate it. For me it represents the day I went to hell. Born to an unwed 16yr old mother & a 18 year old woman beater drunk sperm donor was not the parents I had in mind I assure you! I was unwanted, grandparents begged my mother for an abortion, but once I was born that did change. I was the apple of my grandfather's eye til his death in 2013. Life was less than ordinary, welfare home, everyone else raising this child that was me, bounced around like a yo-yo, caught in between 2 parents who co