I'm sorry that I missed this step. So here we go, let me share a bit about myself.
I was raised in a seemingly 'normal' family with a father that was highly educated and knew all about using his knowledge to manipulate and distorted reality in young children and a fairly young wife, moving her from everyone she knew to a very remote location from the start, then taking off with the 'men'. That was the start. He was educated in the psychiatric field with a PhD and was really good with using the techniques to work his pedophilia on the side as well as at home while managing to convince the family what is isn't. Apparently this was why moving was so vital. I never knew when I was going to have a box put in my room and told I could only keep what fit in it.
I had my first remembered trauma at 7yrs. involving my father and mother, which caused me to completely block the it out. My mother walked in and walked out. I remember telling them I couldn't remember the day and their response was "huh, that is strange". It was compounded by a series of incidents such as my teacher having a complete break down in class, (I have no memory of this) and our class having to be bussed to a completely different school. I only remember feeling strange about it. We moved within the year to another state.
A couple years later I experience another violent sexual trauma, not involving my family.
In my early twenties, another violent trauma.
I have been in therapy for the child abuse and 3rd abuse. I have worked VERY hard. I have actually started when I moved out in my teens knowing there was damage done but left out a few things I couldn't remember. I have done some hard work doing EMDR among other things. Life happens and I have done the best I can but I had kept up the ingrained habit of moving until I met my current husband.
My world caught up with me. Standing still is not easy for me...I'll stop here, I think I have shared a good amount or hope I have to help you all feel a little more comfortable with me being here.
Rain
I was raised in a seemingly 'normal' family with a father that was highly educated and knew all about using his knowledge to manipulate and distorted reality in young children and a fairly young wife, moving her from everyone she knew to a very remote location from the start, then taking off with the 'men'. That was the start. He was educated in the psychiatric field with a PhD and was really good with using the techniques to work his pedophilia on the side as well as at home while managing to convince the family what is isn't. Apparently this was why moving was so vital. I never knew when I was going to have a box put in my room and told I could only keep what fit in it.
I had my first remembered trauma at 7yrs. involving my father and mother, which caused me to completely block the it out. My mother walked in and walked out. I remember telling them I couldn't remember the day and their response was "huh, that is strange". It was compounded by a series of incidents such as my teacher having a complete break down in class, (I have no memory of this) and our class having to be bussed to a completely different school. I only remember feeling strange about it. We moved within the year to another state.
A couple years later I experience another violent sexual trauma, not involving my family.
In my early twenties, another violent trauma.
I have been in therapy for the child abuse and 3rd abuse. I have worked VERY hard. I have actually started when I moved out in my teens knowing there was damage done but left out a few things I couldn't remember. I have done some hard work doing EMDR among other things. Life happens and I have done the best I can but I had kept up the ingrained habit of moving until I met my current husband.
My world caught up with me. Standing still is not easy for me...I'll stop here, I think I have shared a good amount or hope I have to help you all feel a little more comfortable with me being here.
Rain
