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The best thing that happened to me in terms of my own abuse was time - that was a good thing - but also making a clean breast of it - and it doesn´t mean I have to sharpie sign my abuse on my forehead, it just means I admit it, deal with it (and keep dealing with it, apparently) and keep moving on. That´s what I´d love to see happen to you, and this is a first step. I remember how hard it was for me to first get those words out (and oddly enough, Via was the first place I ever admitted anything happened - if it hadn´t been for what happened at Via, I might still be stuck back in denial). Think about writing up something, just a beginning, of your own experience, IF you feel like it - do it in small paragraphs, parts, if necessary. It´s not going to be easy, tears come to my eyes just thinking of how it´s going to be difficult, but maybe if you start, you can find help - maybe that will allow you to spill it all out with a trustworthy friend. As for NTM being here, I don´t know, with all that´s said here, this is not NTM style, but it also is a free forum, there may be NTMers here wanting to manipulate. I kind of doubt it, though, it doesn´t feel like it. I don´t know who you are or what you went through, but I can pray for you - I´m doing that right now and I´ll continue throughout the day as I remember. Love you, sibling

I don't know if any other "survivors" of abuse can relate to this song. I certainly can. Some of you may remember that Ang Pierce sang it for one of our music programs. In high school, I didn't identify as much with this song but in recent years it has really resonated with what I feel.

Warrior is A Child

Lately I've been winning battles left and right
But even winners can get wounded in the fight
People say that I'm amazing
Strong beyond my years (I've heard this from a lot of people over the years)
But they don't see inside of me
I'm hiding all the tears (I hid the tears for many years)

They don't know that I go running home when I fall down
They don't know who picks me up when no one is around
I drop my sword and cry for just a while
'Cause deep inside this armor
The warrior is a child

Unafraid because His armor is the best
But even soldiers need a quiet place to rest (I have so often felt like I'm in a battle trying to make Truth prevail)
People say that I'm amazing
Never face retreat
But they don't see the enemies
That lay me at His feet

They don't know that I go running home when I fall down
They don't know who picks me up when no one is around
I drop my sword and and cry for just a while ("Just awhile" is all I had sometimes before I had to fight again)
'Cause deep inside this armor
the warrior is a child

They don't know that I go running home when I fall down
They don't know who picks me up when no one is around
I drop my sword and look up for a smile
'Cause deep inside this armor
Deep inside this armor
Deep inside this armor
The Warrior is a Child

LOVE that song, survivor . . .thanks for posting it!

I remember her singing that, and how I could never hear it without crying.

[quote\]When i read this....it came back to me that horrible day......it is still seared in my mind. He was BEAT....not spanked.....it turned many different colors in the following days. I remember him having difficulty walking and sitting the first day or two. I think i read somewhere else that he has called the person and gotten it cleared up........i am very happy to hear this. I was spanked by this same person....actually several of us.........but i was spanked and not beaten......rsrsrs......it was because we climbed a tree with no white ring.....hhmmm[/quote]

Yes, he was very thankful that my brother called him, and was so broken up about it. I'm glad they were able to ask and offer forgiveness. That was the only incident like that that I have heard. (It had to be tough, managing a dorm full of kids who were needing their real parents!)