Okay everyone, I figured this is a very touchy subject that is not talked about a lot so let me share with everyone my story.
When from the time I was 3 until the time I was 15, I was a victim of child abuse from my father. Things worsened when my parents divorced when I was 9. Being a product of a broken home affected my social life, school life, and more importantly what happened outside my home. When I was 11, my mother moved from Stratford to Woodstock so I would be in safe care and strictly in her custody. However, my father started to date this lady from Woodstock (who also participated in this and eventually abused her own young daughter) and before I know it I was in joint custody spending two weeks at my mom's at a time and two weeks at my dad's at a time.
It was a tough time, I went from being a lonely child at my mother's house to having to be the oldest, example setting sibling in a home which was hard to get used to. Eventually my outside anger persuaded me to get into volunteering in which I assaulted a 40 year old man at just 13 years old due to him calling me and my family "monkey fuckers" (it was the 30 hour famine which raises funds for third world countries) I was put on probation under a young offenders act for 18 months which destroyed much of my social life in high school. However, within those months I noticed my step mother's child abuse of my younger step sister as well. When I was 15 I snook out of the house because I was into the heavy metal music scene (I played guitar and one of my jamming buddies had a band) and when I returned home my father suspected me of drinking (which I couldn't cuz I was on probby) than tried to resort to his regular abuse. The result - I punched my father in the face and knocked him unconscious which is something I regret now for the rest of my life.
I moved out after the incident and took up a full time job as a framer, the obligations affected my attendance at school and certainly enough I was kicked out of school and working full time. I used my new funds to participate in frat parties with some of my friends who I went to school with. I got hooked on a lot of drugs (E and Coke) and wasted a lot of my life not doing the things a normal child of that age would have done. I had to grow up a lot quicker than most kids my age and there fore I did not get along with most people my age.
One day it hit me, I needed to better my life. I was a victim but I didn't have to be one for the rest of my life because I knew I would rot. So what did I do? I quit my full time job and went back to school, eventually obtaining my GED this last June. I started to participate in Mixed Martial Arts which gave me an outlet for my frustrations (plus I was always a big fan) and volunteer in my community which replaced my need to party. And more importantly, I forgave that person for the wrong that they had done me, because I knew if I held onto that anger it would destroy me from the inside out and I wouldn't be able to move on and become the wonderful successful person I am today. Also I began to find trust in god, you hear all the stories about people finding salvation because they found god. And this one is no different, having faith really changed who I am today.
For more information on child abuse, please visit http://www.kochildabuse.com or look up Fighters Against Child Abuse on Facebook. Don't be afraid, take action. Because once a child's life is brought to darkness with abuse, who knows how long it will be before they see the light again.
When from the time I was 3 until the time I was 15, I was a victim of child abuse from my father. Things worsened when my parents divorced when I was 9. Being a product of a broken home affected my social life, school life, and more importantly what happened outside my home. When I was 11, my mother moved from Stratford to Woodstock so I would be in safe care and strictly in her custody. However, my father started to date this lady from Woodstock (who also participated in this and eventually abused her own young daughter) and before I know it I was in joint custody spending two weeks at my mom's at a time and two weeks at my dad's at a time.
It was a tough time, I went from being a lonely child at my mother's house to having to be the oldest, example setting sibling in a home which was hard to get used to. Eventually my outside anger persuaded me to get into volunteering in which I assaulted a 40 year old man at just 13 years old due to him calling me and my family "monkey fuckers" (it was the 30 hour famine which raises funds for third world countries) I was put on probation under a young offenders act for 18 months which destroyed much of my social life in high school. However, within those months I noticed my step mother's child abuse of my younger step sister as well. When I was 15 I snook out of the house because I was into the heavy metal music scene (I played guitar and one of my jamming buddies had a band) and when I returned home my father suspected me of drinking (which I couldn't cuz I was on probby) than tried to resort to his regular abuse. The result - I punched my father in the face and knocked him unconscious which is something I regret now for the rest of my life.
I moved out after the incident and took up a full time job as a framer, the obligations affected my attendance at school and certainly enough I was kicked out of school and working full time. I used my new funds to participate in frat parties with some of my friends who I went to school with. I got hooked on a lot of drugs (E and Coke) and wasted a lot of my life not doing the things a normal child of that age would have done. I had to grow up a lot quicker than most kids my age and there fore I did not get along with most people my age.
One day it hit me, I needed to better my life. I was a victim but I didn't have to be one for the rest of my life because I knew I would rot. So what did I do? I quit my full time job and went back to school, eventually obtaining my GED this last June. I started to participate in Mixed Martial Arts which gave me an outlet for my frustrations (plus I was always a big fan) and volunteer in my community which replaced my need to party. And more importantly, I forgave that person for the wrong that they had done me, because I knew if I held onto that anger it would destroy me from the inside out and I wouldn't be able to move on and become the wonderful successful person I am today. Also I began to find trust in god, you hear all the stories about people finding salvation because they found god. And this one is no different, having faith really changed who I am today.
For more information on child abuse, please visit http://www.kochildabuse.com or look up Fighters Against Child Abuse on Facebook. Don't be afraid, take action. Because once a child's life is brought to darkness with abuse, who knows how long it will be before they see the light again.
