Shame, Secrets and Silence… SHATTERED

My abuser was 39 years old when he came into my life in 1975. Already a pro at his monstrous ways and with bundles of photos of his previous victims in hand.  In the summer of 1981, at age eleven, I ran away and straight into a lifetime of shame, secrets and silence in a society full of forgive, forget and respect your mother.  

What is buried inside the tunnel-like hole in the cellar wall of my childhood home?  Who were my abusers previous victims? Who were his victims after me? Why did I spend half my life trying to belong to a family I never really belonged too?  
 The horrifying truth behind child rape, family secrets and the monstrous predator my birth mother harbored…

 
Part One: 1975-1982 

Part Two: 1975-1982 

Understanding Childhood Trauma

If they wanted their part in my story to read better, then they should have made their part better to read ~ C. Mellen