Looking back at your childhood...do you think you were abused?

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There was a thread posted, either today or yesterday, with video of a father calling his child the n-word, and smashing a gift that he had bought for him. This was because the child was acting up in school. It gave me the worst flashbacks. My father was very strict, and very mean. He'd make me strip nude and hold my arms out. This became very painful after a few minutes. Once I couldn't take the pain anymore, I lowered my arms at which point my father beat me with his leather belt. My mother once witnessed this, and kept it moving like she hadn't seen anything. It is now, as an adult, that I am having to deal with so many repressed emotions because of my childhood. It is through the power of therapy that I learned that was not discipline. That was abuse. Has anyone else had this realization about their childhood? I hope that this can open a dialog about not only the child abuse that you may have experienced, but also, how you realized you were abused, and how you're dealing with it now that you're older. I think its important to open up about these types situations. I think that it helps with the healing process.
 
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I got my ass beat damn near every day or atleast cursed at...mom dukes was a single mom and I was the one that use to wild out the most so looking back I kinda get it.. I use to get whooping but ass naked with extension cords and have to run our water and take baths afterwards...one time it was so bad my skin was open and she felt bad so she rubbed coca butter on the welts and hell she even cried...I don't have trauma from tha shyt though I understand why now and I don't fault her...I don't beat my kids though
 

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I got my ass beat damn near every day or atleast cursed at...mom dukes was a single mom and I was the one that use to wild out the most so looking back I kinda get it.. I use to get whooping but ass naked with extension cords and have to run our water and take baths afterwards...one time it was so bad my skin was open and she felt bad so she rubbed coca butter on the welts and hell she even cried...I don't have trauma from tha shyt though I understand why now and I don't fault her...I don't beat my kids though
The worst was when my father sent me to school with a busted lip, and I had to lie to everyone about how I got it. Embarrassing. You said you don't have trauma. That's good. I wonder if its because you saw your mother crying, and so, that let you know that the bond between you two hadn't been broken because you could see a clear and obvious sign of emotional attachment from her in spite of the beatings. My father literally felt like my enemy. It never felt like he was on my side. I'm glad you've broken the cycle with your own kids. Good for you! :smile:
 

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My father beat me to the point where my grandmother had to leave the kitchen and intervene on multiple occasions.

I was a bad kid tho & teachers were constantly calling the house so I deserved it.... I dont count physical discipline as abuse.... its just correcting bad behavior in a rebellious child.

I also was allowed to have girls come over starting around age 13-14.... I'm not sure if thats "abuse" but thats a very young age to be smashing cheeks and being exposed to sexuality.... I would have the whole basement to myself for hours.
 
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There was a thread posted, either today or yesterday, with video of a father calling his child the n-word, and smashing a gift that he had bought for him. This was because the child was acting up in school. It gave me the worst flashbacks. My father was very strict, and very mean. He'd make me strip nude and hold my arms out. This became very painful after a few minutes. Once I couldn't take the pain anymore, I lowered my arms at which point my father beat me with his leather belt. My mother once witnessed this, and kept it moving like she hadn't seen anything. It is now, as an adult, that I am having to deal with so many repressed emotions because of my childhood. It is through the power of therapy that I learned that was not discipline. That was abuse. Has anyone else had this realization about their childhood? I hope that this can open a dialog about not only the child abuse that you may have experienced, but also, how you realized you were abused, and how you're dealing with it now that you're older. I think its important to open up about these types situations. I think that it helps with the healing process.
I'm sorry to hear that
I'm glad you got therapy
 

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My father beat me on multiple occasions to the point where my grandmother had to leave the kitchen and intervene on multiple occasions.

I was a bad kid tho & teachers were constantly calling the house so I deserved it.... I dont count physical discipline as abuse.... its just correcting bad behavior in a rebellious child.

I also was allowed to have girls come over starting around age 13-14.... I'm not sure if thats "abuse" but thats a very young age to be smashing cheeks and being exposed to sexuality.

I would have the whole basement to myself for hours.
I think there is a difference between a butt whipping and what I described my father doing to me. There are also so many other ways that my father abused me. From verbal abuse to psychological abuse. He even spied on me. I never felt comfortable in my own home. I'd never treat another person the way he treated me. Also, I wasn't a bad kid. I was basically mute during my teen years. Which he also punished me for. Oh well...
 

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I was physically abused by my mom’s ex-boyfriend, he was ex-army, when I was 7.

He made me do planks with my face over a bucket to catch my drool and snot, and he would beat me on the back with a belt if I rested.

Then he had me hold out my arms and balance books on my palms. If I lowered them too much he would beat my arms with a belt. If I dropped the books, then he beat me all over my body.

He was so sick that he let me have a 30 minute break for lunch and right back to this bullshyt when I finished eating.

I dont beat my kids, I just don’t believe in it.
 

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Mentally abused via narcissism. Didn’t realize it until a couple years ago when some of my siblings broke it down.
I got your standard 80s/90s kid belt and extension cord beatings but not that often really. And it was for me actually doing shyt.
The rants, speeches, and being spoke down to was the real abuse but at the time I thought it was normal strict parenting
 

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I was physically abused by my mom’s ex-boyfriend, he was ex-army, when I was 7.

He made me do planks with my face over a bucket to catch my drool and snot, and he would beat me on the back with a belt if I rested.

Then he had me hold out my arms and balance books on my palms. If I lowered them too much he would beat my arms with a belt. If I dropped the books, then he beat me all over my body.

He was so sick that he let me have a 30 minute break for lunch and right back to this bullshyt when I finished eating.

I dont beat my kids, I just don’t believe in it.
I am so sorry that you had to go through that. What you described kind of sounds similar to what I went through. I feel like my father took a lot of the anger, that he had for his own shortcomings in life, out on me. Like I was his punching bag. I get so frustrated thinking about how much time I’ve wasted being trapped inside of this idea of who my father thought I should be. He didn’t teach me anything. Only to obey him. He broke me down, and didn’t really build me back up into anything. And so, I’ve had to pick up the pieces of myself that he left behind. Its very difficult.
 
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