anonymous story 1
- louderthanbeforeau
- Oct 18, 2025
- 2 min read
Updated: Jan 23
To whom ever is reading this,
I’m giving you a trigger warning now as my story is traumatic. It is a story that I’m wanting to tell because I’m sick of my family trying to scare me into not telling it.
I grew up in an abusive household- it was only my mum, my step dad, and my 3 siblings. From the shy age of 12 my step dad was sexually assaulting me in the same house as my mum and siblings. He would do it with the door open whilst everyone was asleep. He would do this up until the age of 16 where he finally stopped but his excuse for it was “ your mum doesn’t put out. I have to get it from somewhere". I had to endure being kicked, punched, slapped, having my hair pulled, yelled at and called derogatory names. My own mother would watch my step dad beat me with pots and pans even when I was curled up in a ball in the corner he would still kick me - WITH SHOES ON - my mums excuse was “ you deserved it ".
Due to this, I would always act out at school- I was very rebellious, I tried running away multiple times, I tried to involve people and my mum and step dad would always claim I’m sick in the head or I don’t know what I’m talking about!
At the age of 17 I met my partner who tried getting me out of that horrific situation. Sadly, all that came from it was him getting threatened by my step dad. My step dad threatened to kill him, he was threatened with physical violence and abused verbally all because he wanted to save me from a family, that I believe, if I didn’t escape from I would have died due to them!
I am now 25 and have cut all contact off with my family. I have a beautiful 16 month old daughter and my partner is that very brave man who tried to save me at 17. We have been together nearly 4 years now. I still to this day have nightmares, I sometimes struggle to be with my partner sexually due to my past experiences, I have been in 3 different domestic violence relationships where 2 of them nearly killed me, I had an ex hold a gun to my head because I wanted to break up with him, I had an ex kick me in the stomach because I fell pregnant with his child, I’ve had exes tell me I’ll never do better than them because no one wants a battered, used, bruised up person.
My family and one of my exes, still to this day, stalk me on social media. I hope that one day they get a grip on reality or police actually do their job and charge these people.

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