The sad, strange and true story of my life.

Hi, my name is J. I'm 18 years old, and I just moved out of home. My life sounds unreal, but its all true.
My father sexually abused me as a very young child, I lost my virginity to him when I was about four. When I was ten, due to another crime he committed, he was declared criminally insane and sent to an institution.
My mother was a changed person after that. She physically and emotionally abused me as I grew up, using a cane on me, and calling me the worst names imaginable. Whilst she didn't know about my father and me, she constantly told me that I was just like him and that I'd end up locked up with him. That in particular gave me horrific nightmares about being locked in a room with my father and him doing unimaginable things.
Besides for this, she tried her best to completely control every aspect of my life. I took lessons online, instead of going to school, and I never had a friend.
The changing point came when I discovered a way on the computer to override the restriction she put on it, which meant I could go on the sites I wanted and she would never know. i connected with people who had gone through similar ordeals, and i basically set a date to escape.
I got out as soon as i turned eighteen. I found a place online i could go, for free until i figured out what would happen.
Now im in college, and im doing okay. The scars will never be erased, and i dont think ill ever forgive either of my parents. But id like to say somerhing. Sometging that reallly helped me was when i said this:
I am not an abused person, the people around me are abusive. I am me. I am not a victim of my circumstamces. Tweet