My name is Rose. I lived in Chicago when I was little. I had an acholic uncle who messed with me in every way possible. I hinted to my mother and father but they seemed to not understand. My father would come in every night dog drunk and beat on my mother, and my brother and I had to sit and watch. I was molested from the age of 5 yrs old till I was 16 yrs of age. I told my story to my grandmother, and no one believed me except my mother.
I am 36 yrs old now and to this very day my family members still call me a liar, but my mother still believes me. My uncle must not of been able to live with his guilt and in 1986 he shot himself with a 20 gauge shotgun with a deer slug in the chest and killed himself. I dont feel sorry for him and I did not even cry at his funeral.
It caused me a lot of pain, what he had done to me, and caused my marriages to fail, but I feel now the man I am married to is helping me. And I beleive this marriage will work out. My other marriages, I seemed to fall for the abusers and kept getting abused, So finally I had lived almost 7 yrs. by myself with my children, and tried to mend myself and I thank God that I am finally over that big rut that I was in.
I can finally say I am healed, I still have the scars, but I am not dwelling on what happened anymore... And my husband stands beside me 100%. I am a survivor. I could write in detail what all he did, but it would almost take a book to do it, He did try to kill me as well, but I am still alive...