What is your worst childhood memory

snosrap5 · Oct 27, 2006

I was six and just had surgery to lengthen my achilles tendon in both legs and I was in casts from toes to hips both legs for 3 months. The absolute terror of not knowing if I was going to be able to walk again. To this day I have fears about some of the nerve testing that was done to me.

janb · Oct 27, 2006

Hi, You are very brave telling your story, so well done you. I hope your post helps others in a similar situation and they too can pluck up courage to talk to someone. Knowing that they dont have to feel ashamed or embarrassed about it. Your right in everything you say, monsters like him should not get away with it. Why should they?
Lets hope that your message can help others.
Thank you

gailuvscats · Oct 27, 2006

It is really sad to see how some of us have suffered and been abused. We were innocent children, for cryin out loud!! I grew up in a very dysfunctional household, with a mentally ill mother, who made no qualms about who her favorite child was.(my brother) I still suffer the low self esteem and relationship issues that resulted from that abuse, even after therapy. It still makes me angry, and I have to stop and think to be grateful for everything I have and everything I have accomplished despite my less that stellar, beginnings

katiemae1277 · Oct 27, 2006

wow, all I have to say after reading these posts is

to everyone and I'm so proud of you all for overcoming this horribly rough start to your lives.... and I love my Mom and Dad soooo much!

My worst childhood memory is one of me not wanting to go get my Grandma some watermelon when she was very sick from chemo, it was winter break from school I think and I was 12 and my friend and I were walking up to the corner plaza, where there was a grocery store. I still feel incredibly guilty about that, almost 17 years later.... my grandma died 6 months later and I never got a chance to tell her sorry

lorie d. · Oct 27, 2006

When I was four years old, I went out into the pasture where the neighbors horse was eating grass. I decided there was another patch of grass that the horse should be eating instead because that grass looked greener. I walked over to the horse and kept pulling on it's mane so it would move. That wasn't a smart thing to do...the horse walked past me then knocked me down and started kicking me right in the chest really hard. The horse's owner saw what was happening and finally got the horse away from me. I was probably lucky I wasn't killed.

natalie_ca · Oct 27, 2006

Originally Posted by janb

Hi, You are very brave telling your story, so well done you. I hope your post helps others in a similar situation and they too can pluck up courage to talk to someone. Knowing that they dont have to feel ashamed or embarrassed about it. Your right in everything you say, monsters like him should not get away with it. Why should they?
Lets hope that your message can help others.
Thank you

Thanks

I've never felt ashamed of what has happened to me because I've never felt responsible for what happened. I also don't consider myself a victim. Feeling the "victim" gives control to the abuser. I'm a survivor and despite not having the most stellar of childhoods, I'm quite happy with who I am today.

The cousin who molested me is now sick with Multiple Sclerosis. It's a fatal disease that waxes and wanes over the years and progressively gets worse. Currently there is no cure for it. I'm a believer in karma, and karma has come back and bit him in the backside big time. I'm not proud of the fact that I'm actually glad that he is inflicted with this disease and the hope has crossed my mind more than once that his demise will be slow, painful and humiliating. Shame on me for feeling like that, but we all have our faults and that's one of my major ones!

natalie_ca · Oct 27, 2006

Originally Posted by Lorie D.

When I was four years old, I went out into the pasture where the neighbors horse was eating grass. I decided there was another patch of grass that the horse should be eating instead because that grass looked greener. I walked over to the horse and kept pulling on it's mane so it would move. That wasn't a smart thing to do...the horse walked past me then knocked me down and started kicking me right in the chest really hard. The horse's owner saw what was happening and finally got the horse away from me. I was probably lucky I wasn't killed.

Ouch! I remember when I was around 12 or so that I would go to a cousin's place for the summer. They lived on and worked a dairy farm. The owners of the farm had some horses that we were allowed to ride so my cousin would take me and his daughter out. She is 3 years younger than me. He put her both of us on the same horse with her in front. A car passed on the road and the idiot honked his horn and spooked the horse who stood up on it's hind legs and we fell off. I landed on my back on the ground, my cousin landed on me and rolled off. I was winded and couldn't move. The horse was scared and ended up stepping on me with his full weight and broke 2 of my ribs. It wasn't the horses fault. From what I understand they don't usually step on people, but it was enough to put the fear of God in me where horses are concerned. I've ridden one horse since then, and was terrified, and I've only touched a horse on the head a couple of times since then and there was always a wall or fence between it and me. I'll stick to cuddling kitties

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starryeyedtiger · Oct 27, 2006

I never really got to have a "real childhood" i suppose. I was abused and beaten repeatedly as a child.

gailuvscats · Oct 28, 2006

I can understand being glad your molesting cousin is inflicted with a debilitating disease, but I think it is coincidence not Karma. My Niece, who is the sweetest, kindest person in the world has MS (age 31) and she certainly doesn't deserve it.

natalie_ca · Oct 28, 2006

Originally Posted by gailuvscats

I can understand being glad your molesting cousin is inflicted with a debilitating disease, but I think it is coincidence not Karma. My Niece, who is the sweetest, kindest person in the world has MS (age 31) and she certainly doesn't deserve it.

When I said "Karma", I meant that he did some really bad things and now he has a really bad disease. I believe that if you do bad things that bad things happen to you in time... as pay back...bad karma

Just like if you do good things, good things come around to you in kind....good karma

I'm sorry about your niece. I'm a nurse and I have looked after MS patients and it saddens my heart to see.

krazy kat2 · Oct 28, 2006

I was about 5, and I was standing behind my grandma while she was cooking bacon, She finished, turned to put the pan in the sink, and splashed bacon grease down the side of my face. I am very lucky I am not horribly disfigured.

janb · Oct 28, 2006

Isnt there a lot of wicked, horrible people about. My heart goes out to all that have had evilness inflicted on them as a child.
I have another memory which is a bit gorry.
At the age of 10 my youngest brother had a paper round, i was 15yrs and was looking after him and my sister while dad was at work. Mum didnt live with us. It was winter and my brother was doing his paper round, he walked in the front door, blood gushing from his head and callasped. I didn't have a clue what to do. After i finished screaming i phoned an ambulance and went to the hospital with him, his head wrapped in bath sheets. I phoned dad at his work from the hospital and eventually he came. I met him outside and told him which room he was in. Feeling squeezy myself i stayed outside for a bit of fresh air. When i went back to the room where my brother was there was no sign of dad. I asked the nurse that was stitching my brothers head up if she had seen him. She laughed, a lot, and said he was in the next room. I went to see and sure enough there he was. He had passed out at the sight of all the blood and the needle, banged HIS head and was laying there unconscious on the bed surrounded by doctors.
My brother was ok and was able to go home, but dad had to stay in overnight for observation.
I had then to look after him and my sister til he came home the following day.
Its funny looking back at it now, and i always remind dad about it at every opportunity they is.

sarahbeez · Oct 28, 2006

For those of you that were abused or molested & have talked about what you went through- I wish I had even just an ounce of your courage.

Anyway...

My most traumatic memory would be from when I was around 13-15. My brother and I each had a gerbil. One day my brothers gerbal, Viper, got loose in our living room. While we were trying to capture him I was down on my knees scooting around the room trying to keep up, well he ran right under my knee and I ended up crushing him

I think I broke his spine because he didn't die right away

I was absolutely horrified and cried for days over it. It still upsets me to picture that day.

satai · Oct 28, 2006

Originally Posted by SarahBeez

My most traumatic memory

I am so sorry that you went through that. Rest in peace and play Viper.

dixie_darlin · Oct 28, 2006

I commend every one of you for the courage you have now after enduring the abuse. I was a very sheltered and protected child. My father is a minister and I wasn't allowed to do much to be traumatized

I do remember when I was around 10 my parents went out of town for a week and left me with my brother who was 21. We had alot of chickens, ducks, geese, peacocks (if it had feathers, we had it). We also had cats and dogs. We heard a lot of noise in the backyard and went to look. One of the kittens had been attacked by a goose and it bit his toe off.. I was SOO upset. My big brother actually took it to the vet the next morning for me.
I can't say I had too many traumatizing things happen to me as a child other then that. Honestly it's happened more as an adult. And I can't really post things like that here.

breal76 · Oct 28, 2006

It's kind of a toss up. I did grow up in an abusive household. I had a mean drunk for a father. (love him now btw..there can be forgiveness for some people)

He tried killing my mom once. That was pretty bad.

But the worst memory I have is probably my first memory. I think it's because it's the first time I saw my mom cry.

I think I was four years old, and we came home from seeing the movie Popeye. Pulling up to our house, fire trucks in the driveway..And our house was gone. Just gone. Burnt to a crisp. There was nothing left. I remember my mom putting her head on the steering wheel of the car and just crying. It really affected me.

luvslive · Oct 28, 2006

Originally Posted by janb

He had passed out at the sight of all the blood and the needle, banged HIS head and was laying there unconscious on the bed surrounded by doctors.
My brother was ok and was able to go home, but dad had to stay in overnight for observation.
I had then to look after him and my sister til he came home the following day.
Its funny looking back at it now, and i always remind dad about it at every opportunity they is.

My family always faints at the sight of blood, and often times at the meer mention of blood. Every time someone starts talking about an accident or something medical I have to worry that one of my siblings will hit the dirt!

natalie_ca · Oct 28, 2006

Originally Posted by luvslive

My family always faints at the sight of blood, and often times at the meer mention of blood. Every time someone starts talking about an accident or something medical I have to worry that one of my siblings will hit the dirt!

At work we sit in the cafeteria at breaks and discuss all kinds of medical stuff. It doesn't phase us because we deal with it all of the time in our jobs, but it's fun to see people around us turning slightly green, LOL

juliekit · Oct 28, 2006

Wow I am sorry for everything that has happened to each and every one of you. I have been through child abuse also.

But despite all of the things I went through as a child and as a teenager (depression, attempted suicide), the thing that I most remember is the silliest thing.

When I was about 5 my mom let me watch Pet Semetary with the family. With my love for animals being so strong this terrorized me so much. Even to this day I cannot watch the movie because I will have horrible nightmares (this coming from someone who is a terror film fan)

About a year ago my neighbor ran over a dog, and I watched as he died. That same night I dreamed the dog came back to life and killed us all

furryferals · Oct 28, 2006

To all of you who were brave enough to speak and to those who have yet to find the strength to speak about abuse.

Each and every person is a very special and loving person.
You can be proud of who you are, Even though you may feel you are beaten and everything you do is wrong and there is no way out,There is ALWAYS somebody who cares about YOU,
Even though you may feel that you have no friends or anybody to help you.
All you have to do is ask,It is Normal to be human,but it is not normal to be a bully or an abuser.
Please don't suffer in silence...just speak to somebody.

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