Hidden Abuse - My Story, Part 1
I previously wrote about the family sexual abuse I experienced as a minor. Also At least with the first one I didn’t know it was abuse. I thought it was normal and accepted. Well the sexual abuse endured a little later, still as a minor I knew wasn’t normal. The abuse experienced as an adult is a different story. I knew it wasn’t right, well sometimes knew. Sometimes it was disguised as jokes. Even when I knew the sexual or verbal actions made me feel like shit I didn’t know what to do because when I didn’t tolerate it the abuse kept going on and on and on. I would try to get to a safe place in our apartment and he would break down the door if it was locked. If I went outside he would lock me out, unless I took his dog with me. If I tried to go somewhere and he saw I had my keys he would follow me out of the apt. Here’s a picture of Jasmine looking like she’s floating, to break up the heaviness. The yelling - hours or even days of it - often times didn’t end un...