Sticks and stnes may break my bones but words do permanent damage.. a unhealing wound
That is too true. I grew up the victim of a verbally abusive stepfather. It started out with "teasing", when I was 5 years-old, and over the years became more and more cruel, until finally I was faced with open hatred and vicious taunting. It was not only direct, but I also had to endure hearing him rant about me to his friends, calling me horrible names, telling terrible lies about me. He treated my mother as a doormat, and much of the conflict arose because I came to her defense. You see I still had fight in me, he hadn't yet broken my spirit entirely, unlike my mom. I had a complete nervous breakdown at age eleven, I became anorexic in a desperate attempt to take control of my chaotic life. Verbal abuse is insidious, it's hard to go to someone for help because you have no wounds to show, no bruises or broken bones. Instead it breaks your spirit. I'm a broken person to this day, I doubt I'll ever pick up the pieces.Can someone please help me out in coming out of it. |
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