11/16/2025
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My step dad s*xually abused me, and my younger cousin. Repeatedly.
My mom met her 3rd husband when I was 8, after leaving my abusive father. Everything was good at first. He was the best step-dad anyone could've wanted, until New Years Eve 2011. That night when the fireworks went off, he told me to go to sleep after. That night was the first night I was molested by him. By age 10, I found out he was molesting my cousin who was a year younger than me, and we promised each other we wouldn't tell anyone else. We didn't know what was happening to us exactly, we just knew it wasn't normal or right. We were never given “the talk” as girls in our family, because we "didn't need to know those things until marriage." As we grew older it got worse, especially when my cousin came and lived with us. I was 13 and she was 12, and he was violating us both. We had bunk beds, so I'd tell her to take the top bunk so it wouldn't happen to her as much. I wanted to protect her.
She eventually moved with her little brother to Tennessee, leaving me all alone to deal with the monster. Which isn't her fault, it was a better life there. At 14, I found out what s*x was at public school. I told my friend about my step dad abusing me, and she told me to tell my mom. When I went home and told my mom, she went into shock. I can still hear my mom's screaming sobs from her bedroom, when she realized what happened. I'll never forget her say "How could you let me have a baby with this man? I feel so gross!” Thanks mom, I feel gross too. Our world quickly fell apart with him going to jail for 50 years, and mom becoming an alcoholic who brought sketchy men home. I went into foster care after a few psychiatric stays, and turned to pills and fighting to let it all out. Don't do that btw lol. And mine and her relationship, has never been the same since. Me and my cousin don't talk anymore, and the whole family hasn't been the same. It'll get better when we all realize it wasn't our fault. It. Isn't. Your. Fault. It's not normal, and you need to tell somebody. If you can't tell for you, tell for another innocent little kid. If no one in your household believes you, tell every living soul you come across. I'm Carrie, and this is my story.
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Child abusers, please stop and seek therapy and God.
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