Hello everyone. My story seems so trivial. But non-the-less traumatic for me. I am a Survivor of childhood incest at the hands of my biological father. I come from a ānormalā family on the outside appearances. But one that is so very dysfunctional.
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We live in a rainbow of chaos ~ Paul Cezanne |
We lived in a small town in the Midwest, U.S.A. Mom and Dad still married some 52 years now. Iām the oldest of 4 children (1 sister, 2 brothers). What everyone would consider the Great American suburban family. As far as I know, I was the only āChosenā one. Oh, how lucky I was - NOT. My Dad always told me he wanted to be āmy firstā so he could teach me about sex. Guess he thought that was his job or something. I never understood that until I was an adult. Thereās a word for it. INCEST This is my story & struggles I face.
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IAMicried |
I decided to write using my pen name "IAMicried" because I wanted to portray my inner-child's voice and how she wants to scream out her story "Here I am! Look at me, my tears and my crying out from the emotional pain I'm feeling. I AM important. I have feelings that are real. I am a child molested. Why can't you see that?"
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Visions Of Rainbows |
My blog shows the struggle I have as an Adult Survivor of childhood sexual abuse (Incest), healing, identity, grief, anger, and the brokenness of a child. I, also, try to write about hope and the "Visions of Rainbows" found as I transform the "hurting child" to a confident, hope-filled, & loved Adult. My dream is that this blog & my story will reach others that are dealing with the same trauma, and bring them hope of a better tomorrow.
"If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain."
~ Emily Dickinson
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