The first time came to me as a blur; I was too young to register the fact that my flesh and blood had just hit me. The second wasn't much different, neither was the third.
He would tell me he was just playing around, and It was ok not long after that It had continued.
I had perpetually hoped and longed for those father-daughter relationships you see everywhere, but I soon came to a realization that It was never meant to be for me.
Once I became of age to start going to school, I would consistently tell people what he had done; he would repeatedly get warnings which is all …show more content…
Domestic Violence is not something that should be taken lightly or pushed said because it is someone you trusted dearly. I wish I could have spoken sooner so it couldn't have happened again.
I am relieved that this letter is out in the open, As a five-year-old, I did not have a voice more or less, but I wouldn't change the past if I could because it had shaped and defined me as a young woman today.
17 years later I'm telling my story in Domestic Violence, not for myself but others out there. I hope one day that all races, of all ages, can have a voice unlike I did so many years ago.
Domestic Abuse has been the only thing I could remember since I was a little girl, It all had started with my biological father, the one who had helped given me life. Today If given a chance I would look him in the eyes and say Thank You, Being a Domestic Violence Victim is not something to be ashamed of but something to embrace. I am now a 17-year-old girl with a single mother attending college in the