Abuse comes in many forms. Sometimes verbal abuse can be as devistating as physical abuse. While you will find as I reveal my history, that much of the abuse I suffered was mild compared to what could have happened, it has left emotional scars that have had a lasting effect.

The purpose of writing this web page is to bring this all out into the open, so I can better let go of it and get on with the rest of my life.

My Story:

This is intentionally candid. My honesty with myself is part of the key to completely overcoming the past and looking toward the future.

I was a virgin until I was 30. I had deep personal religious convictions about sex and marriage. Many people consider this amazing considering the era in which I grew up (I was born in 1960-graduated high school in 1978). There isn't anything wrong with strong personal convictions in general. I'm sure there are many people who can claim the same thing. Unfortunately many men that I encountered did not share the same convictions as I.

I had made some choices for myself, and in my innocense and naivete, expected that the rest of the world operated the same way. To my surprise, and dismay, it did not. And because my upbringing was somewhat sheltered, I had no knowledge of how to handle the tough situations. You will find, as you read this, that much of the time the way I handled what happened to me was wrong, as I know now in hindsight. But at the time, I coped as well as I could.