No Longer Suffering in Silence

My name is Chiquitta. I was born in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada. My parents came from Guyana, South America to Canada for a better life; acid attacks were occurring in their homeland. My father is 13 years older than my mother. My mother was a housewife and later worked at a bank. My father was a high school teacher. I have two brothers and one sister; I am the eldest daughter in the family. This was a curse for me. My parents were extremely strict with me and rules had to be followed. My brothers and my little sister were given the rights and freedom to do whatever they pleased. The teachers would call me “a pleasure to teach,” for I was a quiet student. In reality, I was shy and scared to speak up due to an abusive home life. My father was an alcoholic. He put liqueurs in his morning coffee and drank a case of beer during the week and a bottle of rum on the weekend. It got to be a routine, with my father’s binge drinking on Fridays. My mother packed her bags to leave us kids behind, so she could go to my grandmother’s house to seek refuge. She would return to my father’s false promises and the same scenario would play out every weekend. The police regularly visited our house, and there was talk of divorce. My father would take the boys and my mother would take the girls. When my father drank alcohol, he became a monster; Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. Hence, I grew up with fear and insecurity. All family members mentally, emotionally, and physically abused me. My...
Source: Psych Central - Category: Psychiatry Authors: Tags: Abuse Addictions Alcoholism Children and Teens Depression Disorders Domestic Violence Eating Disorders Family General Parenting Personal Stories Psychotherapy PTSD Suicide bullying Child Sex Abuse Healing Incest Manip Source Type: news