Understanding the Psychological Effects of Child Sexual Abuse
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The Power of Words
As far back as I can remember, words have always scared me. I was terrified of words. Not only did words scare me, I could not comprehend the implied meaning. I would read and re-read the same paragraph over and over again; trying so desperately to understand the meaning of each word or follow what was happening in a story.
Compounding the issue of comprehension, I couldn’t remember what I had read two minutes ago. So between not understanding the meaning of the written word, nor having the ability to retain what I had just read, I must say that learning was a nightmare. Did I have a learning disability? Possibly, I’ll never know.
As a child, (in my mind) I believed I was mentally retarded. I hid this and my other secret from the rest of the world. I never told a single soul until I was 31 years old.
So what did I understand? Well, for starters I understood very clearly the meaning of the word secret. I don’t ever recall being told not to tell anyone; but my intuition or should I say my protective instincts were always on guard and guided me to do whatever I perceived was necessary in order to survive. As denoted in one of my poems.
There is a game called censorship that lives within my head; the rules are quite intrinsic,to survive or be found dead.
Inner Guide
Intuitively I always knew what to do; what not to do; what to say and what to not say.
Excerpt from the book: Incest Survivors by E. Sue Bloom - “Well known, Psychiatrist Elisabeth Kubler-Ross, known for her work on death and dying, describes this heightened spiritual strength of the otherwise damaged, ill, or deprived child I have seen this strength over and over again, in the existence of an “inner guide” in many incest survivors.”
I Felt Crazy!
There were no words to describe or express what was happening in my world. I could not relate to the English language as it did not apply to my world and my life. Crazy was about the only word that made any sense to me. I felt crazy.
Imagine being told, “It’s time for a “nap” and not wanting to go, first of all I believed I was too old for naps. Secondly, although there were no words to describe it; at the very least, the idea of it left me feeling sick. Knowing full well that there was no "saying no," I simply did as I was told. After mentally escaping the “nap” scene, through what we now know as the phenomenon of dissociation, I struggled to come back. With my father asleep and his arm draped over me, I had to be careful to not wake him up or all hell would have broken loose. I would slowly wriggle myself free from underneath the dead weight of his arm. I would stand up slowly, on my tip toes, placing one foot in front of the other; I would choose each step with precision in an effort not to squeak the floor boards. On one particular day my sister greeted me at the bottom of the stairs and proclaimed, “He would never hurt you because you’re special.”(Trust me, the word special has never sat well with me to this day). I would proceed to the bathroom, crouch down, huddled in the corner, overwhelmed with feelings for which I had no name. I remember hearing supper was ready. Panicking, I would quickly wash and powder my face so that no one would notice that I had been crying. I would then walk out as though everything was fine. Is it any wonder that crazy was the one word that made perfect sense to me? I knew crazy!!
Word Associations and Mixed Messages
Comprehension was beyond my reach. Words were painful; words had different associations, therefore, they had different meanings. Words like safe, trust, love, self esteem were far beyond my comprehension. They were non-existent; in other words there was no real experience in my life to which I could relate these words. The implied meanings of the words had different associations or twisted meanings so to speak.
Touch was another one of those words that messed with me. The implied meaning as I know it today is to show affection. Today after many years of therapy I now know the difference between safe touch and bad touch. But in my world as a child of sexual abuse, it was distorted and had one meaning: to hurt. It was scary and confusing. It always made me feel sick, dirty and filled with shame. My immediate reaction to someone touching me was always to pull away, even as a young adult prior to my recovery.
In my poetry I mention the
different associations of words like these two lines from my poem, "Once Upon A Time."
Love meant to despise. There was no love only despise. An illusion of beauty a beast in disguise.
The problem is, when someone who is supposed to love you and protect you, hurts and abuses you in the name of love. Love is no longer love; trust is no longer trust; both have been distorted and shattered. Innocence has been stolen. The caretaker has violated the child by putting his/her needs ahead of the child.
Psychological After Effects
What the child survivor may learn is rhetorical;
unconscious messages that will
continue to play out till the day he/she dies unless there is intervention or
help is sought.
What’s mine is
yours. She has no self. There are no boundaries. She is just an extension of the person who is
abusing her. She is not worthy of being loved.
She is taught she has no say. No
rights. No feelings. Due to her size
and the relationship with the caretaker/abuser she learns that she has no
power.
Not to mention the host of after effects and psychological disorders that sexual
abuse survivors may encounter as a result of the abuse and/or pushing things
down for so many years.
To name a few: fear of abandonment, boundary issues, fear of being alone, guilt shame, low
self esteem, feeling worthless, feeling powerless, knowing and doing what the
other person wants or needs, anger issues, inability to recognize or express
feelings, depression, dissociation,
dissociative disorders, post traumatic stress disorder etc. The list is endless.
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
Like so many war veterans, the horror often isn't felt until many years later.
So many times when you least expect it, memories seem to surface out of nowhere, more commonly known as Post Traumatic Stress Disorder or PTSD. The events are re-experienced through intrusive memories, nightmares, flashbacks, hallucinations etc.
A sudden sight, sound or smell that symbolizes or resembles the trauma can trigger a flashback. Resulting in sending you immediately back to the original trauma and reliving the experience in the moment.
One of my triggers that comes to my mind was the sound of banging pans; it transported me back in time immediately. (A couple of times I was abused when my sister was preparing supper in the kitchen. My father worked shift work and I always had to take a “nap” with him).
Therefore, the sound of banging pans became just one of my many different triggers. It would provoke an edge of terror that would expose every raw nerve in my body. I would suddenly feel very small like a child. Many times I would just freeze; there was no voice. I felt as though I could not breathe. I would just be in shock, until it was over.
Another very simple trigger was putting on a seat belt. How quickly, the seat belt across my chest became my father’s arm draped across my body. I immediately felt trapped and the flashbacks would start. After the abuse, I would find myself trying to weasel my way out from underneath my father’s arm in an effort to sneak out without waking him. He was a big man and getting out from under his arm was not an easy task for a small child.
Later in my recovery as an adult, I learned the art of getting grounded; calming myself down through self talk and reassuring myself that it was not happening today. Today I was an adult and was safe. It was no longer happening to me.
Other symptoms related to PTSD are insomnia, irritability, anger, poor concentration, hyper vigilance and exaggerated responses. It’s as if you are short circuited; the fight and flight response is ready to kick in with the slightest unexpected noise.
Individuals may feel depressed, detached; estranged, anger, guilt, intense anxiety, panic, etc. They often feel they have little in common with friends and family. They have difficulty relating to the everyday mundane experiences. I can remember attending my daughter’s soccer practices, sitting in the bleachers and listening to the chit chat of other moms talking about having their nails done, what was the latest fashion etc. etc. While my average day was struggling with, sleep deprivation, depression, panic attacks, triggers and flashbacks; trying to focus on staying alive and being a good mom.
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Realization
Today, I realize that the meaning of words for me was derived from my experience as a survivor of childhood sexual abuse. Having experienced this during the years when most children experience normal so called psychological development, left me in the dust and arrested me emotionally at a very young age. I believe I was damaged at the very core. As an adult, I literally felt that I had to reconstruct my entire self.
As far as memory, was it impaired, or was it merely to busy repressing horrific experiences from my conscious awareness? My poor brain was in overdrive; trying to protect me and keep me safe. To this day, if I am sleep deprived or have any amount of stress what so ever. My memory is the first thing to go.
In conclusion: As a survivor of child sexual abuse, I learned a
creative way to remove myself from experiencing something to cruel for any
child to bear. In exchange there was a
loss of basic semantic knowledge and routine skills, like reading and writing or
better off known as cognitive dissonance.
Hindsight, might add; in other
words, how could I possible understand the real world when I was not able to
make a connection with my own?
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Your sharing is moving and enlightening. Thanks for your openness, very refreshing. Keep on sharing!
Sharing this story, I think is part of recovery. And I'm glad that you have recovered now. I appreciate your openness in here. Others may find it taboo to tell. Godbless.
Very well written Sage. Have bookmarked it because would like to read it many times. Rated up!!
Sage- I avoided this one. I knew it would be sad. I know what PTSD is. I know that filling my head with more tragedies as when I was in the Marines, and then an EMT/fireman, would trigger symptoms.
"The insomnia, irritability, anger, poor concentration, hyper vigilance and exaggerated responses are/have all been me. Feeling depressed, detached; estranged, anger, guilt, intense anxiety, panic, etc. I've often felt I have little in common with friends and family. I/WE have difficulty relating to the everyday mundane experiences."
Being alone at every party, dinner, get-together. Nobody understands. Now I live alone. I don't go out. I am not good company. I'm a fraud. I appear to have it together as much as a previously-moderately successful businessman, ex-Marine, hippy bike racer can be. How many hippy bike racers have you known? I fit into the racing scene as a square peg in a round hole. Nobody likes to get dropped by a beard. I love women and know they will not stay.
I am Don Quixote. I wish I could slay a windmill for you and Lyricsingray and other victims. I wish I could rescue you ladies from the castle.
I read your stories and it cuts me to the quick. I want to slay the black knight.
But I can't reach the enemy. I can't be the hero. My time has passed and there is no time machine where I can make things right.
I've/we've been betrayed.
So sometimes I'm angry at windmills. I cry. I want God to intercede and be as real and as physical as our pain and anguish is to us. And I am full of wonder. Yes, I believe in God and I wonder what the hey!
No matter- I am with you!
Thanks so much for your soul-wrenching honesty! It's a heartbreaking story, but necessary to be told. Thank you for sharing yourself with us so eloquently.
Thanks Sage for your kind thoughts. I've seen help and know what I need to do. There is no full recovery. You're very kind. Thanks
Your story was equally beautiful and moving and congrats to YOU for surviving. PTSD is a crazy thing and I completely agree with you on why we suppress things that are sometimes 'better left unsaid' or unfelt. The reality is always there though and it sounds like you have handled yours extremely well! We survivors definitely know how to do just that and through it all, knowing that there are other people who understand I think heals us further. Cheers to you making your journey and having the courage to tell about it. That is always better in the long run, though know it can be painful. Thank you for helping others as well by your journey. Audrey
I think understanding is the key and have been on the receiving end of both ends of the spectrum -those that maybe look at you like you have 2 heads because you are 'too normal' to have had these things happen to you - and then others that do understand and are so kind. You are doing a great job at being one of the latter! Keep up the good work as there are not enough kudos you can give folks in ANY bad situation that they've endured. I always remember that saying 'there but for the grace of God go I' - all these things could happen to anyone and all we can do is try and understand and be supportive - that's where the healing begins.....good thoughts to you always and keep in touch!
Sage, Your work here is masterful. You explore this subject with a thoroughness most wouldn't dare and bravery that few possess. It is a testament to your great courage and strong will to heal. You are in a unique position to help others heal, and it's a blessing to all that you are willing to try. Thumbs up, Linda
One of the most powerful and emotional hubs I've ever read on here....and trust me that's saying a lot! You really write beautifully.....and have a way of reaching the very core of your reader's heart. It's a rare talent.
What's even more inspiring is your courage and strength to put all this into words....yes, those very words that scared you, but which you've infused with such hope and beauty! Am sending you all my love......may your words touch as many lives out there as possible...! x
Such a powerful testimony, and so sad at the same time. Your words are expressive of so much that can harm the human spirit and yet you have survived with courage and grace. Thanks for sharing so openly and so well.
Love and peace
Tony
Oh God, I can't help but cry. And I will allow myself to cry. My dearest Sage Williams, I feel you so...and I know life is so much better now for you but I know that..the words, the things that trigger things. I understand that. Thank you, thank you for writing this all down. This will help all those who can't find the words to describe whatever they feel inside. You have given a voice to these things. I honor you for being brave and honest.
Your hub has been nominated for the Hubnuggets. I congratulate you warmly. To the Hubnuggets, click here: http://hubpages.com/_hubnuggets10/hub/10-New-Autho
I love your conclusion statement! Quite the exploration of a really tough subject. Congrats on your Hubnugest nomination!
So sorry for what you suffered and glad that you have found a way to heal. Congrats on your nomination for a well-deserved hub. Aloha from Hawaii. Hope you will find peace from now on.
Congrats on being nominated for the HubNugget Wannabes! So sorry for your suffering. Child abuse is something that needs to change in our society. Thanks for being brave enough to share your story with us. Good luck to ya!:)
The Hubnuggets is quite simple Sage! Every week 10 hubs get picked by the Hubnuggets Team and everyone gets the chance to vote. (They have to be newbies...all the candidates) The top 5 hubs with the most votes will be featured in next week's newsletter, which gets the chance for your hub to be sent through all the hubbers out there. You can vote and promote your hub. Members and non members can vote. Just send the link and they can vote on the page. Hope this explains more. :)
You are most welcome Sage..Have fun with the Hubnuggets. :)
I want to say thank you for writing this. When you've been victimized as a child or otherwise we truly do have the ability to block it out, just so we could survive the moment. Eventually what seem like bad dreams come to the surface and you remember. Hopefully anyone who experienced this can heal with time and hope.
Hi sage...great story andy congratulations on the Hubnugget nomination. Thanks for sharing your recovery.
For someone who does not understand semantics, I have to say you do a really smashing job of emoting!
Keep up the good work!
You are a very brave soul to talk about this. I was amazed, when I started talking about my abuse, how ungodly common it was. For some reason, it made me feel a little better.
That ptsd is a strong cellular pattern. Once when my 2 year old was having a tantrum and flailing arms and feet at me, I freaked out and became the child.
I wish you all the best on your journey to peace and light.
And thank you, again, for your sharing and strength.
wow, what a powerful, moving hub. words are how we try to make sense of our world and when they take on new and horribly different meanings, it can be overwhelming. i admire your courage and strength of character. thank you for this amazing hub.
Sage, There are no words for the sorrow involved in sexual abuse to children. You are brave to write about your experience and it is probably a step toward your healing. This hub was very well written. Others who may not be able to talk yet will probably be helped.
My head went round and round, my heart pounded in my chest. I cried for you, and at the same time thanked God HE held you up to be You now. This testimony tells all. You were a brave little child, whose only fault was you loved and obeyed your father. If you were my own, I don't know if I would live to see you now. God bless you.
What a hard topic, and you are very brave to write about it - I know how hard it is to "find the words" to describe the pain and how something like this affects one inside.
If it helps, it is a proven scientific fact that trauma at a young age DOES cause changes in the way our brain cells work and how they release serotonin and other neuro-transmitters. So there is truly a physical reason for the things you have suffered, like the depression, anxiety, panic attacks, difficulty concentrating, PTSD, etc. Which tells us nothing less than that your body reacted normally. And that YOU are normal!!!
What was NOT normal is what was done to you. But it was NOT your fault! I know how hard it is for you, because it is hard for me, too, to find the words to show you that I understand and that I have gone through the same. Yes, you do feel different from everyone else. Yes, you do have trouble being interested in the things everyone else seems to be so interested in. How can you, when all you can think about is how to get from one day to the next? And when you must battle the turmoil inside you constantly?
Something that helped me, was to understand that firstly, it was NOT my fault, that the person who did it was sick inside, and sick because of whatever had happened to them in their childhood. And then, if not to exactly forgive, at least to be able to hand that person and all their evilness over to God to deal with, so I no longer had to. I do know that you can never completely forget something like this.
But maybe it is possible to move past it and become a better person? I have found that my own suffering has given me the ability to understand the suffering of others better and to be more empathetic. These are valuable qualities we can use to help others! And that I found helpful in working with and understanding my patients.
May God give you peace and tranquility in your life, and also safety! Love to you! :)
Yay top five my friend way to go! Congrats.
Dearest Sage,
I am crying at reading your story, as I know only too well what you went through . The only difference is that I was sexually abused by a complete stranger at the age of nine. He was a brother to a friend's mother, who wandered in one day when she and I were playing. Anyway, he took advantage of a situation and I was very badly abused. I still remember being taken to the Police Station, only to sit there and have him deny what I had said. The Police told my parents that they knew that I was telling them the truth because a nine year old child would not have been able to express the things I had unless they had really happened. He was later convicted and sent for treatment in an asylum. I never knew about this till later in my life.
At the age of 17, I was raped by a guy, in fact it was my boss I worked for in the Public Service. He had been teasing me for some time, and one night when I worked back later, he had to drive me home. As a result of this, he took a detour, he was much bigger than I was and things got out of control. I never told my parents what happened that night, but they always knew something happened and they were waiting for me to tell them. I got pregnant as a result of this, lost the baby at 10 weeks, which I was glad of because I had still been able to hide this under the guise of an ovarian cyst problem.I thought of that child,even thought I knew I was wrong, as the Devil's child. I looked on that miscarriage as a Divine Intervention. In fact, I prayed to God to take this baby, because of the circumstances in which the had occurred. I guessed he heard my wish. I did pray for forgiveness after that.
However, when my first marriage went bad to worse, to the point of destructive thoughts about myself after being married for three years to an abusive, aggressive and possessive man, the truth all came out in the hearing for my divorce and anulment. I was asked by the Judge if I felt that my previous rape had been related to my marriage failing. You can imagine the look on both of my parents faces, as they had not known about this. As a result, I had to have counselling from the Rape Crisis Centre, different
sychiatrists, not to mention Sexual Therapist because I was not able to do this either. I am now married again, 20 years in fact this March, I still have flashbacks to both of those events, I wasn't able to have any more children as a result of trauma both physical and psychological reasons. For a long time, I could not let anyone, even my own father, who I love with all my heart, even put his arm around my shoulder,because of memories.
I am so hearbroken for you, and what you went through. I am still reeling over what I read because I know the effects it would have had on you. It is the hardest thing to have to deal with and I am 53 and still have problems. I don't know how old you are but I am guessing a bit younger, I could be wrong though. I am so glad that you have come to hub pages because you will get so much support as I have found. I have only been in three months myself, and I have been amazed and totally surprised by the incredible amount of empathy and understanding that I have received from a lot of people in HP's.
There are so many people on HP's Sage, who have come forward with different problems, some just as serious as ours, and have found so much support and empathy through this very empathetic and sympathetic community of people. I have been utterly shocked and amazed at the amount of suffering that has taken place in so many hubber's lives. But, one thing I am sure of, if you need help and understanding you have come to the right place to get it. I hhave no doubts about this at all.
Congratulations on your nomination for the Hubnuggets, well done and please, if you need to talk, feel free to send me an e mail, as I would be only to pleased to talk with you further.I also found pray a great ministry and healer through a lot of my pain. If you are religious I would do this frequently. I found it very comforting to pray to the Lord. I think I have prattled on enough. I do wish you so much luck, and send you my love and thoughts and prayes Sage. God Bless Beautybabe x
This literally brought tears to my eyes. Your strength is incredible, and your writing style is one that not a lot of possess, and it is beautiful.
SUPERB HUB!
Recently someone approached this topic with some youth ages 10 -13 during a casual discussion and one of the girls burst into tears. She revealed what has been happening in her life for two years- since age 9.Only her friends in whom she confided knew this information.Of course it caused a stir- an uproar- because the perpetrator has been working with youth and was a trusted person though not relative. It is hoped that others who have been affected will acknowledge what is/ has been happening.Some incest cases are known and one person had a baby.I plan to share your hub so that others would know the effect and danger of keeping such a secret. Thanks.
Hello Sage,
PTSD is one of the worst things to have. Depending on how bad it is, it truely can rule your life. The things done to me haunt me every day. Some days it's pure tourture. I have had multiple abusers over the years. They all did their fair share of damage. My spinal injury I got during one incident of abuse, I made the mistake of saying "no". Every single time I get a stab of pain in my back, it directly triggers flashbacks of the incident. I am terrified of the dark thanks to being locked in a room in the dark from 7:30pm - 8:30am the next morning. I have a lamp on 24/7 next to my bed and a series of night lights that are on in every room of the house. I am willing to pay the extra money to have the lights on. As with you and others, I have a very long list of triggers. I still don't know how it's possible, or how common it is, but I wake up feeling hurt where I was hurt in my nightmares. I have woken up with pulled muscles, bruses and cuts. I have two kinds of nightmares. One, I reply the incidents of abuse, minute for minute. Other times, I am somewhere different from where I was hurt. But it's the same story line. It feels so real. Alot of times I sit and try to figure out where I am, or how I got there. I am terrified of who is going to come into the room, and what they are going to do to me. There is one saying I like when it comes to child abuse of any kind....."It shouldn't hurt to be a child". Take care and be well Sage.
-Stanley
Sage, thank you so much for sharing your story. I have know a few victims, myself included, and everything I can learn to help us heal as adults is so valuable to me. Thank you; many hugs to you!
Power Hub! I am at a loss for words as I sit here thinking of what I just read-you are a fantastic writer. This one moved me. WOW
Sage that was so well written, I felt everything you went through as well. You are a very strong voice, and I am so proud of you.
I was so moved when I first read this hub a couple of weeks ago, I didn't quite know what to say, where to start. But I did become a follower. Maybe I will find my voice soon. I do want to say how much I admire your courage for baring your soul. I also want to thank you for checking out my hub about talking elephants, and to invite you to follow me. I'm working on a new hub about another amazing talking animal. I don't want you to miss it! I look forward to reading more of your thoughtful hubs.
Thank you for this.
This is beautiful Sage, I'm in the middle of writing a hub on this topic, may I link this article to mine, please?
This hub hits like a heavy stone. I've never been sexually abused, yet I can understand much of what you say, that is we have something in common. I'd like to link my hub on self defence to yours, but I'd like to know first if it's good for you. Rated up and stumbled.
:) You deserved it thanks to the quality and message of your hub. :) Link added.
Sage - this really moved me! I actually cried as I was reading it. I could feel all your emotions swirling around me and inside of me. You are so brave to share this with us. It is so well written and I'm not surprised at all that it's a hubnugget. Congratulations! Really well-deserved!
I am happy that you have recovered from that childhood trauma.
God bless!
Wow! I am in tears. What an awesome hub. Thank you for being so transparent.
Thanks for allowing me to link this story to my hub. I read it again and am still so moved. Your transparency is empowering.
Thank You so much for sharing your story on here, very brave of you to have been able to do that. I guess its part of the healing process. I can relate on many levels with your article. You have a gift for writing and sharing you are very courageous to share it with the world. Good Job!
My dear Sage, there is nothing that we can say that can take away the hurt both physical and emotional that you have been struggling with. I can only pray that you receive nothing but joy and happiness hence forth!
i went through something very similar when i was a child. though it was not my father but my aunts husband who abused me. to this day i have ptsd, social phobias, depression, anxiety, possible bi-polar and ocd.
i struggle everyday as well. you mention a daughter, if you don't mind me asking are you married?
if you are, how did you get the courage to even date? i have not been able to. i just had one date since i was 15 and i'm 24 now. i can't seem to be comfortable around any men. at the same time i feel so lonely and have a fear of dying alone. i never go anywhere alone. i always have my mom drive me. i try sometimes like to go into a doctors appointment alone. even though i like the doctor i'm so nervous i can't remember to ask what i want to. do you have any advice for me? i wish you luck in your recovery.
I know that sexual abuse is unforgettable and bad experience. The child have to control their emotion by counseling treatment. Because the have bright future. this can bury their hopes. I hope the best for our children.
I have never experienced abuse. My heart goes out to you. Wow. The nightmare you will always have to live with. One baby step at a time, and hope for a better day tomorrow. That's all any of us can do. I hope you can find peace.
This is so timely and I FEEL for you. Timely... considering the news today is about those very young altar boys ((sighs)).
I'm in love with a young woman who experienced abuse at several times in her life. I am researching the effects of sexual abuse on later, adult relationships. I guess I need to know what I'm getting into....so I understand when she tries to push me away or sabotage things.
Thank you for sharing your story and helping to furnish me with a deeper understanding of what I'm facing and - more importantly - what my girlfriend is experiencing.
My symptoms did not fully surface until a few years ago; I was diagnosed with PTSS, as you very aptly describe. Your Hub was very moving. Check out my Hub on Saving Our Children from Sexual Abuse/and the case of Tamar Hodel, who was raped and brought her father to trial--just to be disbelieved. God bless.
Sage, What an amazing and helpful contribution to awareness and healing. You my dear Sage are a gifted and talented writer. Anyone who can take such an experience and turn it into a balanced and understandable written documentation of accounts and the affects of them....I'm speachless, you are truly serving a greater purpose. There is nothing more painful to have experienced such abuse, to know those who have and be lost in the madness of its hush! THANK YOU for speaking out. May you be RADICALLY and ABUNDANTLY BLESSED! Thanks and Peace :)
What a brave and honest piece sage. Well written and the mix of psycology along with your personal experiences make this hub all the more moving. Take care.
Such courage I should say from stepping out from that dark room. It does really need a lot of coping and defense mechanisms to better back you up while stepping out though. But that's a good way to huddle yourself instead of dwelling on the depressing forces hounding you. Very inspiring hub!!
Sage
First well done on telling us about your harrowing and tragic experiences ,and on doing it so seamlessly and well.
I am really sorry to hear this -it defies my understanding how these thieves of childhood behave.
I don't know if you know Immartin on hubs-she is very experienced in this while area ,you may like to connect with her.
Keep well Sage-you are a gentle soul.
Wow - this was shocking to read but you presented what happened to you on so sophisticated way that I can only admire you and your style.
I can only send you a lot of love and peace. You certainly deserve it.
Thanks for sharing such a painful story. It brought back vivid memories of getting "tucked into bed", long after such a thing was appropriate.
Namaste.
I did not go through what you went through...but I think I feared it. I do not remember much of my childhood...and I think it is on purpose.
No child should go through this! And yet, while I weep at the agony that you must have been through, I can't help feeling amazed at your wonderful strength to rise above it and write about it in a detached manner. It must be hard - smells and sounds should bring back happy memories of childhood not horrible ones. Dear Sage - I wish so much love for you for the rest of your life - so it washes away the memory of all that went before. God Bless!
I re-read your Hub today and it helped me immensely. I have had a long, stressful day and my PTSS symptoms came back with a whallop.Even though my day was positive-stress, it still triggered flashbacks and irritability. I do not know what is triggering the pop-up memories. The sound of pots and pans banging, as you described so vividly made me wonder what sound or sight is triggering my current memories to materialize like this. Possibly just a need for more sleep! Anyway, this is an awesome article and worthy of attention from many, many Incest Survivors.
hi sage..though it's my first time visit here on hubpages..i already admired your character..your story almost triggered me to join here & create my own hub..but there r things i dont understand yet & one thing i really doubt is my english language..im not english speaking person, i dont have any english coarse cause i did not even entered college in my entire 36 years of age ..i have only the basic in my elementary & high school..
i am only one of those millions taking the hardships in life because of the life form in poverty in my country being run by corrupt government.
while exploring the net..i see great writers,like you..amazing.. you inspire me so much!
really pushing me to write..that is why i find myself typing this comment in your fantastic hub.
i wish..i find the courage...
Thank you for sharing your story. Kudos to your survival.
Life is beautiful. Getting away from your assaulter is the best thing for you. Talking about it with your trusted family is another way of healing. Knowing it is not your fault is vital. A virtual hug to you my friend :).
Opps on the second comment, was an accident. Know we care.
Thanks so much for having the courage to write this hub, Sage.
Abuse will always be a difficult subject to tackle but I know from my own experiences that you can only bare your soul honestly when you have a genuine desire to help others.
A virtual hug from me too
Your sharing will help others heal...The very best to you!!!
I have a never ending amount of respect for you being able to share this story; it must have taken a lot of courage and strength. Stay strong & positive.
Sage) My heart ached for you as I read this. A similar thing happened to me but I was not the abused person -my kids were abused by someone I loved and trusted. And all along I had no idea. It changed everything I knew or thought I knew about the words and meanings of trust,honesty and love. I still ache all these years later but like you have learned to embrace a new healthy journey.
God bless you for sharing your story. Many will be able to heal through the writing and the sharing of your words.
The word 'God sent' comes to mind. I have been all over the net but nowhere did anybody mention how crazy and different one ends up feeling. Yesterday, I told by my best friend about nearly 14 years abuse and realized that I was so far gone in the little twisted head of mine and I need help.
Thank you for this post. It is really a blessing from the skies. I am sure you already it but I will say it nevertheless: This entry is one of the most simple and powerful entry on the topic that actually would help abused people feel a little bit more normal. So thanks on behalf of everybody who probably didn't leave a comment.
Congrats on making such a great progress and hope that one day there is just you and not even the slightest legacy from another. Just you and the person you really are.
I am hoping to get there too. Just don't know how long will it take.
This was very powerful and made my heart race. I was sexually assaulted at age 4. I blocked it until age 43. when I rememberd, it nearly killed me (literally). PTSD is a nightmare I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy. All the symptoms you described I have had. I am in a fairly stable place right now. But when I hear stories about other peoples experience with sexual abuse, it triggers more symptoms, and I actually get quite sick (emotionally). When I saw the title to your hub I thought, "you really shouldn't go there, you might confront a trigger." But I read it anyway. So far so good. But often it hits me a day or two or three later. So we'll see. I am sorry you had to go through what you went through. It sounds like you have come a long way on your journey to healing. Your courage and strength inspire me and I truly love you and appreciate you. God bless you in your journey and thanks for sharing.
Your article is amazing. It has given me the strength to type anonymously which is big for me. I was sexually abused as a child for many years, starting at the age of 2 (not sure, could be younger) at least until the age of 8. When I was 15 I had my first male "relationship" and the petting began, it was horrible. Just the touching was a trigger. I remember screaming and yelling at him then running away. I never spoke of nor thought about the abuse again until 3 years ago. I have not talked to anyone about the abuse nor have I ever had the strength to name my abuser. I am now 29, and am sitting here choking back tears because I can't believe the thoughts in my mind. I have issues, I know I do. The biggest one that I struggle with on a daily basis is the fact that I have a 2 year old daughter, and it takes everything in my power to remind myself nothing is happening to her. If I allowed my animated mind to get the best of me, I would be accusing everyone around me of sexual molestation. I hate that I am this way. I hate that I fear that when my child is lying next to her dad in bed that he is touching her or going to hurt her the way I was hurt when I was a child. I never want my child to experience the nightmare that we have lived through, ever! I find myself to be over protective and somewhat overbearing. I do not allow men to hold her for a long period of time. I have to be in the same room, I do not allow her to be out of my sight. If it is a man I do not trust, I will not allow holding at all. Her maternal/paternal grandpa's have no clue why I do this...I've gotten better. Trust is a huge issue. (I’m not going to go into detail about my relationships with men) I want to find peace but I really do not know how. I have tried counseling but the problem is, I do not like to discuss what I've experienced, and really can't remember everything. I still feel crazy. I hide it well, so I think. Sometimes I feel like I'm going to have a nervous breakdown or panic attack from worrying about my little girl. Your article did "trigger" memories. I wish I knew how to behave “normal”. Any advice is great!
WOW! thank you so much
Thank you for your honesty and recovery. An inspiration.
Love and blessings.
If law makers and judges fully understood the devastation that childhood sexual abuse causes, the laws would be changed to truly protect children.
I too have had PTSD since childhood due to chronic and severe abuse. It takes a lot to share these thoughts and feelings with another.... but it always somehow helps. Thank you. Linda
What an awesome hub! Voted awesome! May Bless you, as you have poured out your heart in this article. I am sure many lives have been touched.
Sage, I don't have to tell you how many people that you have touched, radically, with this hub. The comments are evident....your strength and courage to work through an event that haunts you still is amazing. Your words inspire me so - my abuse/situation was different but damaging nonetheless and I can hear your inner dialogue, I spoke the same words. The disassociation takes on many forms in order to survive, but I didn't realize that then, I always thought I was the problem. Secrets and masquerades - drugs, alcohol, fear of going out, compulsive cleaning & feeling truly crazy and soooo detached & different from everyone else.
I thank you for publishing this Sage, it is soulfully written and powerfully honest. Reading about your journey validates my own growth and gives me a sense of renewed hope.
Thank for sharing your story. I feel for you as I have been in a similar position myself. when I came across this site and read your story and others like it I knew I no longer need to feel the shame of speaking about what happened to me. At the age of Fifty and after a life not worth living, I am determined to write about my experiences without shame. Thanks because you are an inspiration to people like me.
Sometime i wonder God must have a big heart ,How can He ignore such inhuman acts , why don't He show his powers, and if He can't do anything what we are waiting for , these crimes are increased and we still called our self human? Shame on us :(
Excellent excellent excellent hub. You should be very proud of yourself for writing this.
I have experienced much of what you describe here, even down to certain words or incidents that trigger an emotional or mental response that you just don't want. Personally I suffered long term narcissistic abuse which is my main topic of writing here at Hubpages.
I am new on twitter and even newer on the hub pages .now I have found a place to share my pain and plead for help and support.My mission in life is to now do my part in exposing and trying to stop all the sexual abuse that is rampad .Thank you so much for sharing your story .It has given me courage to also share mine and together we can encourage others to do the same .My hub page just started and it is not to pro looking but it is a true story and it will take me awhile to get it all out .i have many pts syndroms and my life has suffered more then i ever knew but now ?i am committed to healing please folow me as well so that we can all work as a group to STOP SEXUAL ABUSE
thank you so much sage but I was advised by hub staff that mt profile will e deleted necause it is too un professional looking and I dont think I have the knowledge to continue so I just want you to know i will continue to read the hubs but i will also twet my story follow me and be my friend ?







































































prettydarkhorse Level 2 Commenter 2 years ago
Oh I could feel for you, somehow, your strength and your capability to transcend into a survivor is a long and winding road, for sharing this alone is a big step for you, HUGS , very tight,