I was sexually abused by my step-father at the age of 7. He continued until I was 16. I tried to tell my mom and he would always say "what would I want with her she is just a kid" or look how she dresses ( I wore flannel pajamas). One time when I was in 6th grade and everyone was gone to the grocery store I was up in my room reading a book and he came up and tried to do things and even offered me money not to tell. I took the money and told my brothers when they came home and they told my mom because we didnt have much money and they never got any so they were jealous..which is what I was hoping for, and she confronted him with me right there and he called me a liar and said I had taken change from his pants pocket...so I got in trouble for stealing and once again she believed him. He used to take her out drinking and deliberately get in fights with her so he could leave her and he would come home and try to abuse me...when I was 16 I moved
to an Aunt and Uncles and HE abused me and they walked around nude all the time with 4 young children in the home. So I moved back home. Then my three brothers abused me...I tried to get a job as a live in child care helper and I was going to tell my mom about all of it and how I hated it but my step-dad drove me and my mom to the interview...fortunately they had a long sidewalk and I was able to tell her on the way to the door...within a month she has left him. Too little too late. I was such a mess...that was in the late 60's and there was no one that I could tell that would do anything to get me help. I ended up pregnant at 16 and had the child at almost 17. She is 38 now and I kept her but it was hard because I ended up marrying the first guy that came along that would marry me...it lasted 16 years, but I was unhappy the whole marriage even tho I had 3 wonderful sons from the marriage. I am angry that I had no one I could go to. But I am glad that kids nowadays can go to an adult and be believed.
