CC image courtesy of Pixabay, Animus Photograpy. Trigger warning: Detailed descriptions of abuse. HA note: The author’s name has been changed to ensure anonymity. “Maya” is a pseudonym. I don’t even know how to begin to explain myself. Here I am sitting in the place I am forced by income and circumstance to live in (my parents’ home) outing myselfRead more
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From the time Trump started his campaign, up until his taking office, there have been multiple people sending out tweets about Barron, his 10 year old son. Many of these have ranged in topic from speculation on whether he is autistic, to calling him a future serial shooter.Read more
Fear became an instant factor in everything we did
My parents impressed on me that CPS was the Enemy and that we were to hide from them and fear being “taken away” by them.
CC image courtesy of Flickr, Kirill Ignatyev. HA Note: This is the third in a nine part series telling Ruth Burger’s, a plaintiff in the IBLP/Gothard lawsuit, story of abuse while in ATI. It is cross-posted from Joe Sands’ blog Incongruous Circumspection and was originally posted on June 3, 2012. Edited by Wende Benner, HA Editorial Staff CW: Descriptions of physical abuseRead more
My parents believed the “rod” was the ONLY form of correction and they used it often throughout the day.Read more
Child abuse advocate Steve Haymond is back—and he doesn’t want you to know.Read more
Last Friday, as soon as their mother climbed in the shower, five Sharp children bolted down the driveway of their Auburn, Kan., home.
Before they left, according to testimony in a Wednesday hearing, they took the guns out of a cubbyhole in the house and stashed them at the end of the drive. Then they got a ride from a neighbor to the Shawnee County sheriff’s office in Topeka.Read more
When we were kids she and Terry drilled us on how to argue religious points with him.
We regurgitated the dogma on topics such as Calvinism, baptism, and Old Testament law that was seared in our heartsRead more
My life was not built to prepare me to fly; it was built to contain me in a cage with my wings clipped, never thinking for myself, never dreaming any bigger than the bars that held me.Read more
For a fair proportion of my teenage years she ceased any real parenting or homeschooling.Read more