10/29/2025
My name is Angela, and when my addict parents had explosive fits of rage… I was their punching bag.
Most days I feel more like the walking dead than a survivor, due to the permanent injuries from being abused that have caused me lifelong pain. Sharing the details here will help me find some consolation; since I was silent for so long. I was made to believe that I deserved all the abuse I endured because I was so misbehaved. I am autistic and have ADHD. On the first day of first grade, my mom paid for me to get a sparkly blue professional manicure. Having never worn nail polish before, I found it unbearable and picked it off in the backseat. When she noticed, she grabbed the nearest object, an empty bottle of liquor, and threw it at my face. I heard/felt my nasal bones crunch, while my older brother laughed. That was the beginning of regular, heavy nosebleeds as my broken nose tried to heal. By that point, I had already gotten used to being bludgeoned by mom's fists, so I didn't cry, but my teacher did when she saw blood on my shirt and made me confess what happened. My head and face were usually the target and I suffered stroke-like symptoms during beatings; going unconscious and soiling myself. The right side of my face is forever partially paralyzed.
I was kept home from school when I had bruises. I never told anyone because I loved my mom so much, and I always forgave her. She began locking herself in her room for months after my 7th birthday, refusing to even buy groceries. My older brother always ate any food that we had. When my dad got custody of me, the doctor who evaluated me per CPS request said I was malnourished, almost to the point of needing to be hospitalized. Unfortunately the abuse didn't stop. When I was 10, my dad kicked my bottom and permanently bent my tailbone at an angle, now 130 degrees. Ever since then - using the restroom, sitting or running have been difficult because of constant nerve compression, and my tailbone poking my surrounding organs. I did not see a doctor for it until I was 25. I'm due for a surgery to get the last 4 inches of my tailbone cut off soon. I'm scared because the surgery has a low success rate… This year, I was able to get a confession and an apology from dad for that life altering kick, but the humiliation of being a defenseless child disabled by a grown man lingers. He admits that he and my mom should've gone to prison, and that I'm lucky to be alive after everything I went through. I relive everything nearly every day. That's all I wanted to share. Thank you for taking the time to listen.
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Child abusers, please stop and seek therapy and God.
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Survivors, seek therapy. 💪🏽
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