I am now 42 & I lived with them from aged 4-16.
My mum committed suicide when I was 1 my brother was 2. My dad had szophrenia & was in a mental hospital. I never had any thing to do with him & he later died.
My brother & I lived with my grandparnts until I was 4 years old. One day SS came round '& told us that we were going to Devon to see the red sand. We lived in London. It took all day to get there & we thought we were going out for the day. They took is to a house & left us with some people that we had to call Aunt & Uncle. SS told us that we wouldn't see our grandparents until we were 18 years old,
The foster parents had 3 children of their own. They were a Christian family, we had to go to church, read the bible, learn & resitr passages from the bible & say grace.
They hit us, told us they hated us @ made us eat good on our plates even if it made is vomit.
We were sent to school without any lunch. I ended up annorexic & now have osteoporosis.
From aged 4 I had to run a hot bath & wash myself on my own. Had to clean the bathroom every morning & change sheets on my bed every day.
They used to buy their own kids Xmas & birthday presents & my brother & I had nothing.
I've suffered with depression & annorexia & I'm on AD's long term. I have has lots of counselling & psychotherapy but nothing seems to help. Everyday there is always something to remind me.
I just don't know how to get over it.