Hi, my name is Carole and I lost my mother 37 years ago to domestic violence. I am practically a walking cliche' of childhood. Physical abuse, mental abuse and sexual since the age of 5, or how ever old one is when you start remembering things. It started with a step-grandfater, and didn't stop until I was 14 years old, when my mother was killed by the "monster" as I call him, who was a step-father. Not many people can understand the impact such events have on your entire life, your families, your friends, and even effects that can be felt generations down the road. I have been looking for a group that actually has members who can understand and not feel sorry for me. I am a strong person, but not alot of people who are comfortable with my telling of my past, to include my own husband sometimes. I hope to meet some of you, chat, and heal, share and learn. Thanks for having this group!
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