I’m a survivor of an extremely abusive childhood in a snap shot - neglect, not able to be in school, having to take care of siblings while a child, beaten to the extent of black eyes and broken teeth before the age of 13, a father who Dv my mother and then emotionally abused and left me even when I wrote a begging letter for help and posted it during the night out of desperation to somehow be saved was ignored but whenever I’ve spoken to people ( friends and health care people ) I will always say no to sexual abuse but it’s dawned on me that maybe this is classed as sexual abuse….
my mother was a prostitute and would sleep with men in the family home often that I would hear what was happening and briefly see them come into the house ( I must have been about 9/10) she would say they were repair men. I had a flash back a couple years ago to a suppressed memory of going into the local corner shop with her and her and the owner disappearing to the stock area at the back and me being curious looked that way and whatever I saw I now know she was engaging in sexual activity while I was stood waiting at the counter I think I was again around 9/10
she encouraged both me and my sister to also go on the game . At 12 I would answer phones to men giving out her details and her prices for sex acts would also let them in the flats she rented out to work from.
im ashamed to say at age 17/19 on a couple of occasions I joined her in these rooms as a two girl price where I commited oral sex on these men while she was present. When I write this down I feel sick so so so sick I’m also amazed at what I’ve been able to forget about / block/ see as no big deal.
this is also sexual abuse isn’t it ?