My Quest for Rest
Posted: Fri Apr 09, 2010 1:57 am
OK I just completed day one of incest program.
It was suggested here that I do this program (I think it was suggested when I first started here but I dont know for sure). I am doing the counseling steps. I finished day 8.
I have just remembered that my mom also sexually abused me during my childhood. I have always known that my dad abused me but not my mom. I was always angry at her for not protecting me from him. And for not believing me when I finally confronted my dad - who does not admit what he did to me - about what he did to me. She never said anything about what she did, she just kept saying dad would never abuse me.
Once those memories started, I haven't been able to do the counseling steps or post anything anywhere. I have chatted with some of u guys - because of these walls I have up, I have not said too much about this - and one of u suggested the incest program.
I am very, very angry at my mom right now. I can't believe that a mom would do that to a daughter. It was worse than what dad did to me.
She was mean and angry and told me I deserved everything that she was going to do to me........
The family was visiting the ranch up in the mountains during vacation. Me, dad and grandpa were out hunting. I enjoyed that time together, that was the one of the rare times dad did not abuse me. When we came back from hunting, mom wanted to go hiking with me. I wanted to go, it sounded like fun. After a bit, my mom yanked my arm and told me to lay on the ground. She was very angry and scared me. I told her I didn't want to and that I was scared and I started crying. She told me to stop crying and pushed me to the ground. She told me I was a --- and a whore and that I deserved this. I tried to get up, she sat on my legs. I tried to stand up again and she pushed me down with her hands. I was crying and telling her to let me go. She took my underwear off and grabbed a stick shoved it inside of me. I screamed in pain. My mom said you deserve this. Her eyes were full of rage. Then she got up and left. She left me laying there. I had to pull the stick out. I screamed in pain. I tried to get up, I couldn't do it. I dragged myself to a tree and pulled myself up. I could barely walk. I was bleeding badly. I started walking. Didn't know where I was going. I saw the lake. I went in. The water was cold. It felt sooooo good. I stayed in the lake until I stopped bleeding. I went back to the ranch. My dad saw me and wanted to know why I was wet. I said I was in the lake. He wanted to know why I was limping. My mom said that while we were on the hike, I tripped and twisted my ankle. I started bleeding again. My mom told my dad that I hurt myself by falling on a stick.
How dare she lie like that. I didn't trip, I didn't twist my ankle, I didn't fall on a stick................
Right after I completed day one, earlier this evening, I was trying to find the words to post and I couldn't and then an hour ago, my dad calls me and says mom is in the hospital. They think she had a heart attack. Dad and sis wanted me to come down and see her.
My family does not know yet, that I remembered what mom did to me. But I can't believe they want me to come down to the hospital and stand by her bedside and try to pretend that I care whether she lives or dies. Because I don't care whether she lives or dies. She is a mean, angry, evil person.
Yea, I know, I have a lot of work to do in the forgiveness department, I know. Right now, I could care less. I don't care whether God wants me to forgive her not. I hate her and I hope she dies.
It was suggested here that I do this program (I think it was suggested when I first started here but I dont know for sure). I am doing the counseling steps. I finished day 8.
I have just remembered that my mom also sexually abused me during my childhood. I have always known that my dad abused me but not my mom. I was always angry at her for not protecting me from him. And for not believing me when I finally confronted my dad - who does not admit what he did to me - about what he did to me. She never said anything about what she did, she just kept saying dad would never abuse me.
Once those memories started, I haven't been able to do the counseling steps or post anything anywhere. I have chatted with some of u guys - because of these walls I have up, I have not said too much about this - and one of u suggested the incest program.
I am very, very angry at my mom right now. I can't believe that a mom would do that to a daughter. It was worse than what dad did to me.
She was mean and angry and told me I deserved everything that she was going to do to me........
The family was visiting the ranch up in the mountains during vacation. Me, dad and grandpa were out hunting. I enjoyed that time together, that was the one of the rare times dad did not abuse me. When we came back from hunting, mom wanted to go hiking with me. I wanted to go, it sounded like fun. After a bit, my mom yanked my arm and told me to lay on the ground. She was very angry and scared me. I told her I didn't want to and that I was scared and I started crying. She told me to stop crying and pushed me to the ground. She told me I was a --- and a whore and that I deserved this. I tried to get up, she sat on my legs. I tried to stand up again and she pushed me down with her hands. I was crying and telling her to let me go. She took my underwear off and grabbed a stick shoved it inside of me. I screamed in pain. My mom said you deserve this. Her eyes were full of rage. Then she got up and left. She left me laying there. I had to pull the stick out. I screamed in pain. I tried to get up, I couldn't do it. I dragged myself to a tree and pulled myself up. I could barely walk. I was bleeding badly. I started walking. Didn't know where I was going. I saw the lake. I went in. The water was cold. It felt sooooo good. I stayed in the lake until I stopped bleeding. I went back to the ranch. My dad saw me and wanted to know why I was wet. I said I was in the lake. He wanted to know why I was limping. My mom said that while we were on the hike, I tripped and twisted my ankle. I started bleeding again. My mom told my dad that I hurt myself by falling on a stick.
How dare she lie like that. I didn't trip, I didn't twist my ankle, I didn't fall on a stick................
Right after I completed day one, earlier this evening, I was trying to find the words to post and I couldn't and then an hour ago, my dad calls me and says mom is in the hospital. They think she had a heart attack. Dad and sis wanted me to come down and see her.
My family does not know yet, that I remembered what mom did to me. But I can't believe they want me to come down to the hospital and stand by her bedside and try to pretend that I care whether she lives or dies. Because I don't care whether she lives or dies. She is a mean, angry, evil person.
Yea, I know, I have a lot of work to do in the forgiveness department, I know. Right now, I could care less. I don't care whether God wants me to forgive her not. I hate her and I hope she dies.