What's going on? Tell us a little more. We will try to help. We will listen and support you.

Is bad stuff happening to you now?

I am sorry you are overwhelmed. I just prayed for you to get through this. It is so hard to handle abuse , I lean on the Lord and glad for his Salvation. I accepted him and repented of my sin(not abuse) and asked him into my heart. It makes it so much easier to know I have Jesus to help me through my journey of healing Look up and he can be there for you also.
John 3:16 "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish but have everlasting life." Deep Breath and write and find things that make you happy.

bad stuff is not happening to me now. but I am sure finding out who and how many bad people there are who knew all along and did nothing and I have LIVED with these people thinking they didn't they help because it was my fault I didn't tell them. :'( and it hurts too bad to know who has really never cared. I wish they hadn't even pretended.

Who did you live with? Who knew? What did they know?

It's okay if you don't want to answer. But whatever you write here is completely anonymous, and I get the feeling you are ready to tell.

My mother and stepfather knew and they still took me to the bad mans house.

Wow - that's crushing. And criminal. I am so sorry. Your head must be reeling from trying to understand such a betrayal. Your heart must be breaking. And the rage ...

They treated you like that because they are profoundly messed up.
They were not capable of fulfilling the duty of care every child is owed.
...Remember, not your fault.

Don't make any impulsive decisions, please though?
This would include harming yourself or others.
If you really are not safe go to an ER.

This will pass. It's awful, but it will pass. Ok?

:'( I can't handle it. It is too much and I coudln't stay there and now I am with my daddy and it's too. I think I miss not knowing.

I can totally relate to you. I grew up thinking I had a little abuse and I would tell my parents something was wrong. I would tell them I do not want to be with them. My parents would say he didn't remember or it wasn't his fault. It turned out they knew all about the abuse and were even apart of my abuse. I would block out , and as soon as I would remember they made me forget. I moved and I felt safe enough to remember. I called my mom told her I was changing my name and she quickly said. " that is what she was going to name me in the first place and acted like she cared. She never called me back. I could not be around them and glad I finally realized what kind of people they were. So I can totally relate.