Emerie 💫💫 :
You think you know pain, i was r*pe countless times by my uncle i cherish as a kid. Everytime i tried telling my mum about it, she doesn't want to listen to me and whenever she sends me to my uncles house to stay, i keep saying nooo, my mum began to say that am getting stubborn as the day goes by, she beats me, she slapped me one hot afternoon when i refused that my uncle should pick me up from school the next day, and i hit my eyes on the gate, my eye turned red and was very painful. One day, my tummy began to hurt, i couldn't eat anything or feel hungry. I noticed i got stained with blood on my trouser 👖 i told my mum that my tummy hurts, she checked my eyes, pressed my tummy and it was strong, and she started shouting that i have killed her, hope i haven't gotten pregnant 🥺 worst day of my life at 11 years, that was when i got my first period and didn't know it was my period, i thought it was a bleeding sickness i had to live with forever. Every month as a kid still not knowing what it was called as "Menstruation" i kept using clothes to double myself up. I grew up hating my mum, and distanced myself from men. I kept seeing the man in my dreams because i refused to forgive him, not until i met Jesus Christ, i had to forgive him, and also forgave my mum, and till today i haven't told my mum about it. Now, i grew up bottling up anything that happens to me, both my pains. I don't tell anyone anything am going through even though am dying bcuz no one cares about me, i guess. Sometimes i ask God if He'd actually bring me to this world just for pains 💔😔 I lived with a huge trauma that i usually look at fathers, brothers that carry their small kids as if it was me, the little girl who knew nothing but pain from childhood till now. Yes, am always there to help others, while i smile and pretend as if nothing is ever happening to me😭😔😪😭
Does she deserve to know the trauma i went through for years😪💔
2026-10-04 20:28:08