One for the Family

I recently had it pointed out to me (in one way or another) that my blog may imply that while I was sexually abused, my sisters lived a charmed life.

I think this is a good time to clarify, just in case anyone read it that way.

Sisters

When you are living with an alcoholic, everyone is affected. Everyone was subjected to his rage and paranoia. He was a fan of corporal punishment. While I don't remember being smacked or spanked very often, I do remember my sister, especially one in particular, getting the brunt of it. Why this was, I do not know. But I can recall a time when I had a friend over to visit when I was around 12 years old. We were upstairs and one of my sisters was getting spanked downstairs. She was crying and screaming. I looked at my friend and her eyes were huge. What had become a normal part of my life was shocking and terrifying to her.  Even though my sisters and I fought a lot, we hated to see each other subjected to these beatings. Well, I assume we all felt that way. I certainly did.

I am not the only one that has issues from growing up in this very dysfunctional family. I'm just dealing with mine very publicly. The only reason I don't typically talk about their abuse, is out of respect for them. It's not my place to tell their story. I can only tell mine.

To Abby, Caroline, Emily and Maria: I love each and everyone of you, and my heart breaks to think of how the abuse you endured has changed you. We've all lost our innocence at such a young age and are still hurting for it. 

To my readers, if you're the praying type, please say a pray for them tonight, as I do every night.

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