I want to share my story.

I’m 17 years old. I am a smart person who has not had it easy one bit. When I was born that’s when the troubles started. I was born into an abusive family.

I was molested from day 1 and when I was around 16 months I was sexually assaulted and it carried on until the age of 4 when I was finally taken into care.

I was then sent back to live with them at the age of 5 and ended up begging for my life when my dad was leaning over me with a knife directed at my throat.

I remember shouting NO NO NO PLEASE DON’T HURT ME AGAIN!!!! When I went to live with my new parents at the age of 6 I was always scared they were going to hurt me because that’s what love looks like. I used to always think that love is where you get hurt and abuse and that its okay to be abusive until I learned that love is where you care and look after people that you care about and that my new parents loved me with all their hearts and were not going to hurt me.

It took me a while to develop the feeling of love as I was always unsure of the feeling and it turns out what I was feeling was fear not love. at the age of 7 I was adopted by them.

They then put me through intense therapy to help process some of the things that have happened to me. All through primary and secondary I was bullied and physically assaulted so was never really happy.

In 2019 I went through a mental health breakdown and so got pulled out of school and have been in therapy ever since. I am now in college and history is repeating it’s self, but over the last couple of years I have learned that I am stronger and better than all those bullies out there. I now have a recovery account on Instagram for all those who are struggling and need someone to talk to. We can get through this together and always keep your chin up xx