From here to there and back again

And Then hell broke loose.

Story of the beaten

The evil step mother: Or bitch from hell. The other one who tried to kill me several times

I honestly don't remember much of this time thanks to the beatings, so I'll just write about the ones I remember.

The first was her dogs. She breed and raised German Shepard's and most were trained to attack. I was little and the dogs were big an mean. I remember having to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night and one of the dogs stood in the doorway and growled menacingly, I learned that night to just hold it until people woke up.

The next was I remember standing at the top of the long stairway, and suddenly I was at the bottom. I have no memory of how I got there.

Then there was the "children's aspirins"  I remember being given something and was told it was children's aspirin. I remember spitting it across the room. I got another one shoved down my throat and things got fuzzy after that. I think it may have been an adult aspirin or some other drug. Maybe even something for the dogs. My grandmother visited me and I was just staring off into space.

The little potty. I got beat black and blue for putting the 'boy's' shield on the child potty. That was for boys and plain was for girls.

Next came the real abuse... I visited my grandparents and had bruises around my neck. Apparently I told my grandmother that Kay (step mom) had strangled me. Maybe not in words but by hand gestures. 

How about the time I thought I was helping to beat the rugs. She flew out the door, grabbed the broom out of my hands and beat me with it. Especially hitting me on the head. I must have passed out because I don't remember anything after that.

I had mid-back length hair, even as a little girl. She couldn't be bothered to get through the tangles so she shaved my head to the scalp.

I'm super phobic about a lot of things because of this woman. Anything tight around neck and wrists, problem taking pills, I had seizures for awhile where I'd just fall over into my cereal bowl. I don't like big dogs or heights, I get massive headaches and blank spots in my memory. I don't like small tight places thank to that other woman. 

I can't stand being touched, or have things waved around at me. 

And then I was taken way, But was it better? All of this was before the age of three

TBC