I was verbally abused by classmates in elementary scool and high school.
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I can only imagine how memory of sexual abuse can last so long through persons life. I think is definition of being really abused. I read carefully what you @freakonaleash and @ThePickinSkunk wrote and admire your strenght to be such open and aware of level of pain and damage it caused in your life.
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My father physically abused me when I was a child. Probably one of the reasons Iâm not close with him.
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just by my own mind.
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my dad choked me once
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My brother choked me once and I lost consciousness. I donât believe it was abuse for me though, we were fighting.
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I saw my brother being sexually abused by our cousin. We were around 7 y.o., our cousin was 15 y.o. I told my father who punished my cousin and that stopped. My brother still has issues in his life yet he doesnât have any mental illness.
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I was abused by teachers. My brother, that smart ass, skipped a grade.
I, on the other hand, suffered a head injury at the age of ten. At that time, before the injury, I was at the top of the class, and was the fastest runner. But after the head injury, I hit rock bottom and fail a grade, and became the slowest runner of the class.
But the dumb teachers still expected me to be just as bright as my brother. So If I did a project, such as a history project, that deserved a mark of say 75, they would give me a mark of 55 as punishment.
This went on and on.
But one time I heard about an associative memorizing technique. So I dragged my mother down into the basement where it was nice and quiet, such that she could help me study for an upcoming Latin exam.
It seemed to work quite well. Anyhow, I did the exam and felt quite positive that I did good.
Then the Latin teacher, days later, handed out the test results. But when he got to me, he threw my test papers into my face. What the heck was that about, I thought. Anyhow, my marks were in the 90âs.
From then on, he treated me like a piece of sh_t.
At the beginning of each class, he would ask questions concerning last nights homework studies as usual. But only two people in class had their hands up. This was odd. But he instead would ask me for the answers. I had none.
It turned out that those two students were the brightest of the class and were given other Latin books to study. And that is why it was only they that were able to answer the questions. He was doing this to make a fool of me.
Years later I spoke to my mother about this, and she said, Oh yes, Mr Clatenburg. He phoned me and said that clearly I had cheated the exam because my marks were way too high.
But that was not enough of treating me like sh_t for him. He had me after school run the track that surrounded the football field. I actually thought that I was going to die due the the extent of which he made me run. But even that was not enough for him. He made me stand with my legs bent for a long long time. Tiny spots of blood started to come through the skin on my thighs. It was not enough to make the blood run down, but if I wiped my thighs, it left streaks of blood.
Then there was the time when there was a science project. I built a multi-transistor FM radio. Later on, I came into class early and over heard the science teacher speaking to another teacher concerning my science project. He said, âClearly Sean is not capable of doing something like this, and so I canât give him marks for something that he did not do. I think his older brother did it, so I will only give him 50 marks.â.
Those are only a few examples.
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Anyhow, despite this treatment, and dropping out of school, I still manage to derive the mathematical equations that relate to Einsteinâs theory of special reality all on my own.
Check it for yourselves. Google, KSP SPECIAL RELATIVITY or
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yes, by family members and a few dozen i thought where friendly.
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Sorry to hear that, is what most people say. They just donât want to have heard about it.
Me, on the other hand, am sorry that it actually happened.
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Yep, my brother skipped a grade, but I was even smarter. I skipped university,. Hee Hee.
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I wouldnât post that here without his permission. This is a public site. Thereâs a chance businesses could link him here.
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Donât post personal information
Yea remove it, my brother would kill me if his friends or gf know I have SZ. He always tells me to post nothing on FB. I commented on computers article and weed article, he yelled at me to remove them, he said its disgusting to post comments on anything but your friends. He said its no life.
OK, we do not exist. We are no one. We have no rights. Got it.
Remove it @OTRA
This isnât about you. Itâs about his privacy.
We are brothers. Means a lot to me. Sorry about that.