I can't vent too much. I was in the same situation as you, my mom moved me into a safer place until we could figure it all out, and then once it was proven (3 polygraphs were failed) she kicked him out, filed for divorce and now we're two hours away from that bastard. I don't understand how someone could keep their child in that horrible place! I'm 2 months pregnant with my first and I cannot imagine letting my child get hurt over and over and over because I chose to ignore it. Anyway, I'm glad that your mom put you in a safe place, and you put your daughter in a safe place. It makes me feel better that there's some good parents in the world. Thanks for being one.

I was NOT believed. And it sucks to not be believed by your own Mother, your own flesh and blood. It was her 2nd husband, my Step-Father, that SA me.

I DID give her a piece of my mind in August of this year. Boy, I yelled and screamed at her, and just let her have it.

She is still married to that Abuser...and she still remains in Denial...but says she believes me...but I know she is still in some sort of Denial.

This has distanced us a lot...before it was like we just skipped over the elephant in the room...but after I found out it was that A-Hole Abuser that was causing all this distress...PTSD...in my life...The anger hit the fan...and it all came flooding out.

I can not imagine not believing your own flesh and blood, or even anyone you love and care about so much. I love my kids so much, I could not hurt them anymore by denying what hurts them or who hurt them.

I told my mum when i was little, i was threatened with being sent to the 'mental hospital'(where mum worked) if i said those things again, because i was bad. i never said it again. I told my gran, she was disowned and i got a beating.
I was even hospitilised twice with 'v' injuries in the 60's, i was told to go home and be a good girl, stay out of trouble and i would be alright.
Now, my mum says she is sorry my dad abused(wont talk about what kind of abuse) me but she says, it was 'not his fault, he was a very sick man' (with a slow low sad voice, giving him empathy)

I never told. I don't know the reasoning behind it, yes had I had it all over to do again, I probably would have, but I guess the reason I didn't tell was out of fear that I wouldn't be believed.

i wasnt belived by my mum. other ppl beleived me, my school, the police social services. i didnt expect n e one 2 belive me. my mum took his side though he wasnt allowed 2 live in the house though, my mum threateend to kick me out but the police wouldnt let him stay in the house coz my sister was only about 7. she carried on seeing him though. it hurt so much, she didnt belive me so much that she tried to kil me twice. she ses she does know but i cnt belive it. it took her 6 months (after it had all come out) to even admit sumthing had happend but it wasnt him.(there was medical evidence) and then after the trial n wen 12 complete strangers found him guilty of all the charges she sed she belived me, and it didnt really sit that well. i dnt feel she does she just sed it to make it look to others like she did.

I never told because my sister already had and was called a lier, so I didn't figure it would do any good besides he had me full of fear. My middle sister did end up telling my mom it was true he was doing the same to her and she never lied so mom believed it then. It still took her a while to throw him out though. Eventually she did though, but we were still abused more in our childhood because of other men she brought into our house that were also abusers(she says she didn't know of course). I think they all seen her coming or something. It seems to me we were easy prey for them. I have confronted my mom several times since I've grown up. My sisters had to pull me out of her face before. I have let go of alot of that anger at this point in life. We have had many talks about it and all I can say is she is screwed up too and has alot of regrets now, but we can't change the past we can only move forward. I'm glad she listens now though. I can tell her anything and she takes it. An I'm sorry can go a long way. She knows she made alot of wrong decissions as a parent and she owns that now.

Hmmm...My situation was willful blindness on my mothers part. I would tell her..How in the f*%k didnt you see that youre only little girl, who used to be bright and cheerful suddenly became quiet and fearful? What the f*&k was wrong with you? Were you worried about being alone you bi*&h??? Or was it hard to swallow that you married a f&*king perv?? Where in the hell were the rest of you (family) you all claim you knew something wasnt right...I was a little girl for f*&k's sake.. I dont know if I told or not. In my mind it doesnt matter because my behavior changed DRAMATICALLY over the years..Piss on all of em..Blind f*&kers

To the above I have told my mom all of that and still do at times if I feel the need to.

Hi I feel for any of you who wasnt belived! I have just been through court with my mum who wasnt belived when she was 11, it has destroyed her life. she took him to court and at last he is being punished for what he done and all the family members involved had to admit that they didnt do the right thing at the time. let this be a message to you all,just coss your family and friends dont believe you at the time, you can get justace!!!!! this man abused my mum over 30 years ago and was found guilty on 3 charges last week. hopefuly she can now get on with her life and stop letting this man rule her life! good luck to you all

I was handed over to my father by my mother when I was in diapers. I was his toy!!!! My mother made sure she was not around each day when he "USED" me.
When I tried to ask her for help,she told him what I said and I was beat.

When I moved out at 15, I asked her why she did not help me? She told me she did not believe me. I have distinct memories of my mother seeing, hearing and learning that my father was a sadistic monster...

I have had no mother or father through the important events in my life... getting married, giving birth, deaths in the family, graduations from college, grandparents for my children... I am sure you get the picture.

This is not a self-pitty post, just what happened after joining this community.

Finally getting it OUT.

My mother did believe me when she found my step dad on top of me at age 6 and he was in his 70s. I was molested from age 7-15 by a son of my mom's friend, in the living room while they visited in kitchen and she didnt believe me all those years and still doesnt, until my sister stopped him. my mom still didnt believe me.

i would really love to comment on this subject, but where trust is concerned i hated my parents and their friends for abusing me.....

Well often children are targeted because their parents are not strong. Meaning there is something social wrong in there thinking most often they were abused themselves. Every victim has their own unique and very intelligent way to survive. Like one is to stick that event somewhere else like the camel that sticks his head in the sand so the storm wont hurt him. Trouble is these coping strategies dont turn off when we reach adult hood. They are still in working order in grained in us. So when the stress or ideal comes to them about abuse they are triggered to stick their head in the sand and deny it.

There are many coping strategies and then there are different side effects to them when they remain a part of us. Like the survivors who use the mental shut down of their feelings. So the event does not touch their soul and keeps their sanity intact. They do it so well that when they grow up they have trouble feeling different emotions. So often cutting starts so they can feel.
Your parents failed because they themselves for whatever reason are broken most often abused themselves. They had not the strength to rise up and protect their children. Thus the injustice is passed to the next generation

I read a report that was interesting. There was a social event planned and had a control group of three men who beat their past mates. There were also three women who were from abusive relationships. They never meet but they found each other in that social and were pairing up as it was coming to a close. You come to your own conclusions.

i told my mum and school 4 time and not once was i belived, i had to move out of home and in to the care sistem while mum stayed with abuser number 3. i hate here so much for not beliving me but i could never turn my back on her shes my mum, how messed up is that

My abuser (the most frequent one anyway) was my brother. My mom said she couldn't choose between her children. My sis and I would take turns staying awake to keep him out. Alot of times we just fell asleep and would wake up and there he was.