spock1
14-12-06, 00:07
I am putting this on here as I know that quite a few people who suffer from panic attacks and similar problems have also gone through some form of abuse and it is from these people that I am reaching out to now. I will now copy paste something from a press release that I wrote a short while ago which will explain things in more detail.
Apart from my name everything else you are about to read is true, I use a false name only to protect the privacy of my family.
My name is “Laura” and I am the single mother of a daughter who is now almost 17, who I shall call “Jenny” when Jenny was younger she was quite a handful always on the go and sometimes difficult to control but I thought she would grow out of this when she started school.
She started school thankfully when she was just 5, as a very bright child she was already quite ahead of a lot of the children in her class, we made friends with a family nearby her school who had a boy around 2 and an older boy about 12, things seemed to be ok at first but within a week or 2 “Jenny” became very hard to handle both in and out of school, she became very reluctant to go upstairs in our house even for the toilet or bed, she became quite violent at times and reluctant to play out, though she refused to explain what was wrong this went on for quite sometime and eventually the headmistress managed to succeed in getting information from Jenny that neither the police , dr, the local vicar or myself had been able to get, the husband of the family we had made friends with had been abusing her!!.
How we both got through the next few months I will never know, I had nobody to turn to as its not the sort of thing you want to share with a next door neighbour and I didn’t really know many people as we had not long moved there, there were quite a few problems during the following year that it took to get to court, some of which I intend to try and put to the government to change, I have no family so I had to manage on my own with the examinations, the interviews, the court everything it’s a nightmare I wouldn’t wish on anyone, how I survived without having a breakdown I really dont know, it would have been a hard enough thing to go though under normal circumstances, but as I had already been abused from the age of 3 by 4 different people it was 10 times worse, the feelings of "I of all people should have seen the signs "etc and the guilty blaming thoughts were all magified 100 fold.
Eventually the “person” got 3months!!!!! My daughter and I got life.
When the court case ( if you can call it that) was over I tried to get her some form of counselling but was told that there was at least a year and half waiting list, when she did get to go for the counselling it was only to be one hour a week in a rather dismal building called “child and family guidance, unfortunately over the following 6months she had her counsellor changed about 8 times as they either became professional and got their own surgery’s or they moved to a different department etc, so I decided that this kind of disruption wasn’t really helping my daughter and therfor decided to stop this councelling.
After discovering how difficult it was to get any real help and advice either for my daughter or myself, I made the decision to set up a permanent based counselling house for abused children and their families to come and stay at for a period of time and receive counselling, advice, guidance and support to be able to get their lives back together.I have been rather ill since then so this project hasn’t got as advanced as I would have wanted but I am back on track now and more determined than ever to get things moving.
I have been in various papers talking about what I aim to do, I even did an interview on a radio station in Northampton (where I was living at the time) talking about my idea and whether people thought that it was needed, during the time of my interview nobody rang in to talk to me or discuss whether they thought it was a good idea, the d.j. thought that this meant that people weren’t interested and ev
Apart from my name everything else you are about to read is true, I use a false name only to protect the privacy of my family.
My name is “Laura” and I am the single mother of a daughter who is now almost 17, who I shall call “Jenny” when Jenny was younger she was quite a handful always on the go and sometimes difficult to control but I thought she would grow out of this when she started school.
She started school thankfully when she was just 5, as a very bright child she was already quite ahead of a lot of the children in her class, we made friends with a family nearby her school who had a boy around 2 and an older boy about 12, things seemed to be ok at first but within a week or 2 “Jenny” became very hard to handle both in and out of school, she became very reluctant to go upstairs in our house even for the toilet or bed, she became quite violent at times and reluctant to play out, though she refused to explain what was wrong this went on for quite sometime and eventually the headmistress managed to succeed in getting information from Jenny that neither the police , dr, the local vicar or myself had been able to get, the husband of the family we had made friends with had been abusing her!!.
How we both got through the next few months I will never know, I had nobody to turn to as its not the sort of thing you want to share with a next door neighbour and I didn’t really know many people as we had not long moved there, there were quite a few problems during the following year that it took to get to court, some of which I intend to try and put to the government to change, I have no family so I had to manage on my own with the examinations, the interviews, the court everything it’s a nightmare I wouldn’t wish on anyone, how I survived without having a breakdown I really dont know, it would have been a hard enough thing to go though under normal circumstances, but as I had already been abused from the age of 3 by 4 different people it was 10 times worse, the feelings of "I of all people should have seen the signs "etc and the guilty blaming thoughts were all magified 100 fold.
Eventually the “person” got 3months!!!!! My daughter and I got life.
When the court case ( if you can call it that) was over I tried to get her some form of counselling but was told that there was at least a year and half waiting list, when she did get to go for the counselling it was only to be one hour a week in a rather dismal building called “child and family guidance, unfortunately over the following 6months she had her counsellor changed about 8 times as they either became professional and got their own surgery’s or they moved to a different department etc, so I decided that this kind of disruption wasn’t really helping my daughter and therfor decided to stop this councelling.
After discovering how difficult it was to get any real help and advice either for my daughter or myself, I made the decision to set up a permanent based counselling house for abused children and their families to come and stay at for a period of time and receive counselling, advice, guidance and support to be able to get their lives back together.I have been rather ill since then so this project hasn’t got as advanced as I would have wanted but I am back on track now and more determined than ever to get things moving.
I have been in various papers talking about what I aim to do, I even did an interview on a radio station in Northampton (where I was living at the time) talking about my idea and whether people thought that it was needed, during the time of my interview nobody rang in to talk to me or discuss whether they thought it was a good idea, the d.j. thought that this meant that people weren’t interested and ev