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I was 2 months old when I was adopted by my grandparents. My mother did this for money. I have 3 sisters. Two of which I know something similar happened to them. The oldest one is deceased.

I remember being very young. Around four or five when I could remember my great grandpa touching me. It seemed fun. I thought that was love even though my hypocritical grandma preached every day about how I should be scared if child molesters tried to touch me, even though she knew one was living in our house. Her 17th husband.

He started just touching me. He would always put his finger over my lips and tell me shhhhh as he slipped his finger inside if me. Then he wanted me to touch him. I was so young. I still blame myself because I felt like I liked it it was the only attention I ever got. He was the only person in my life that paid attention to me. I didn’t want to disappoint him.

He eventually divorced my grandma after she deservingly got Alzheimers but it stayed with me. I tried to tell my mom when I moved back when I was 11 but she didn’t wanna know. Years later I was held down by an ex-boyfriend and he slapped me while I screamed. I was bruised up and hurt but I couldn’t tell anyone cause I once again felt it was my fault.

— Jerry, age 21


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