Silenced No More: A Survivor’s Story of Abuse by His Mother

A Survivor’s Story of Abuse by His Mother

Silenced No More: A Survivor’s Story of Abuse by His Mother

People rarely talk about women abusing their sons. What society hears more often are stories of fathers abusing their daughters.

Both are horrific, both leave deep psychological wounds, and both are often met with silence or disbelief. Too often, the victims, not the perpetrators, are the ones shamed to silence.
My story is no different but I have decided not to remain silent.

The people I trusted to love, nurture, and protect me were the ones who harmed me. For many years, I lived with shame, worthlessness, and thoughts of ending my life. I felt like a mirror shattered into pieces. Therapy helped me gather some of those pieces, but I know I will never be completely whole.

Shock
When I told you that my mother sexually abused me, you were shocked. I understand. That reaction, disbelief, confusion, is exactly what my mother counted on. It is almost unthinkable to say, even more unthinkable to report, that your own mother abused you.

As a child, I didn’t even have the language to understand what was happening. I didn’t know the word “incest.” I only knew that what she did was wrong. She didn’t need to make me swear to keep it secret, the beatings were enough. She beat me so severely at times that I fainted.

You asked if she was my biological mother. Yes. She was.

I was her fifth and last child.