Venting Baby blanket

[Eden2k]

Spent the morning visiting my nana (grandmother) This woman is my Queen.

Whenever I visit my Nana, she always gives me bags of stuff that she has purchased, but never used, such as candles, bedding, toiletries, etc. I'll tell her I'm fine, I don't need anything, but I end up leaving, with bags of stuff, like ive just done my Christmas shopping.

Today, as my Nana is sorting out bags of stuff to give me, while I'm sat on the floor, she says to me, "do you still have your baby blanket that I made you when you were born?" Now until that moment I had completely forgot my baby blanket, that I had even had one. My nana knitted me this blanket shortly after I was born. Bless my nana, she can't knit for shit.

All of a sudden I was flooded with emotions that I buried along time ago, along with the blanket.

My mother had me when she was 17-yrs. From what I've been told by family, my mother callapsed in the bath when she was 7months pregnant with me. I was born 2-months early. My mother was put into a medically induced coma and later went on to have open heart surgery. When she came out of the coma

 

[Miss clefable]

Awww hugs that's so beautiful and I'm sorry about your mum

 

[Eden2k]

Spent the morning visiting my nana (grandmother) This woman is my Queen.

Whenever I visit my Nana, she always gives me bags of stuff that she has purchased, but never used, such as candles, bedding, toiletries, etc. I'll tell her I'm fine, I don't need anything, but I end up leaving, with bags of stuff, like ive just done my Christmas shopping.

Today, as my Nana is sorting out bags of stuff to give me, while I'm sat on the floor, she says to me, "do you still have your baby blanket that I made you when you were born?" Now until that moment I had completely forgot my baby blanket, that I had even had one. My nana knitted me this blanket shortly after I was born. Bless my nana, she can't knit for shit.

All of a sudden I was flooded with emotions that I buried along time ago, along with the blanket.

My mother had me when she was 17-yrs. From what I've been told by family, my mother callapsed in the bath when she was 7months pregnant with me. I was born 2-months early. My mother was put into a medically induced coma and later went on to have open heart surgery. When she came out of the coma

For some reason the rest of the post hasn't appeared. I'll try and add to the post shortly

 

[Eden2k]

Spent the morning visiting my nana (grandmother) This woman is my Queen.

Whenever I visit my Nana, she always gives me bags of stuff that she has purchased, but never used, such as candles, bedding, toiletries, etc. I'll tell her I'm fine, I don't need anything, but I end up leaving, with bags of stuff, like ive just done my Christmas shopping.

Today, as my Nana is sorting out bags of stuff to give me, while I'm sat on the floor, she says to me, "do you still have your baby blanket that I made you when you were born?" Now until that moment I had completely forgot my baby blanket, that I had even had one. My nana knitted me this blanket shortly after I was born. Bless my nana, she can't knit for shit.

All of a sudden I was flooded with emotions that I buried along time ago, along with the blanket.

My mother had me when she was 17-yrs. From what I've been told by family, my mother callapsed in the bath when she was 7months pregnant with me. I was born 2-months early. My mother was put into a medically induced coma and later went on to have open heart surgery. When she came out of the coma

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When she came out the coma, she couldn't walk, talk or feed herself. She had to relearn all this, which took over a year. During this time my Nana cared for me. Because of this, my mother was never able to bond with me nor I with her. I was attachéd to my Nana and my mother never liked this.

My mother provided for me. I never went without. Always had the best toys, clothes etc. But the emotional/maternal bond was never there.

When I was 7-yrs old, my mother started working nights, a few times a week. Her two brothers would babysit me, until my mother came home from work in the morning, before I started school.

It's the same old story... started raping me from 7-14yrs. My mother nor anyone else in my family knew or knows what happened, or they pretend to not know. Especially my mother.

By 11-yrs I became pregnant. I didn't know straight away, why would I? But my uncles guessed, as my mother had told them that I hadn't had a period for a few months.

My uncles managed to cause a miscarriage (one was a nurse, the other a crack head)

Fast forward, I gave birth on the bathroom floor. One of my uncles came into the bathroom, with a bin bag and told me to clean myself up, put my dirty night clothes in the bag, along with "mess" I'd made. I had a bath sorted myself out as best I could, trying to put off what I knew I had to do next.

I couldn't bring myself to throw him away like trash. So I searched for my baby blanket and wrapped him in it. I didn't want him to be cold, even though I knew he was already dead. I put everything in the bag with him. My uncles came back upstairs and took the bin bag.

They went downstairs and got into their car and drove away. When they came back a short time later. They didnt have the bin bag with them. I stood at the top of the stairs, looking at them. They glared up at me when they came back through the door. One with a grin on his face, saying, "it's all done now, we'll have to me more careful in future." And gave me a wink.

Back to the present- I lied to my Nana and told her that I accidentally spilt something on my baby blanket when I was younger and threw it away, i couldn't even look at her when I told her this lie. It wen silent for a few seconds, then my Nana said, "I'm not upset with you for throwing it away, it's just that I had hoped that you would have kept the blanket for when you have your own baby and wrapped them up in it as I did you.

I'm completely and utterly broken.

Nana I am so sorry

 

[Moony21]

Omg Eden your Story is heartbreaking. I'm truly sorry for what you had to go through. it was certainly disturbing. you had to suffer so much. that's sad. you have a good heart and a great grandma

 

[Johnnythefox]

Rest of post-
When she came out the coma, she couldn't walk, talk or feed herself. She had to relearn all this, which took over a year. During this time my Nana cared for me. Because of this, my mother was never able to bond with me nor I with her. I was attachéd to my Nana and my mother never liked this.

My mother provided for me. I never went without. Always had the best toys, clothes etc. But the emotional/maternal bond was never there.

When I was 7-yrs old, my mother started working nights, a few times a week. Her two brothers would babysit me, until my mother came home from work in the morning, before I started school.

It's the same old story... started raping me from 7-14yrs. My mother nor anyone else in my family knew or knows what happened, or they pretend to not know. Especially my mother.

By 11-yrs I became pregnant. I didn't know straight away, why would I? But my uncles guessed, as my mother had told them that I hadn't had a period for a few months.

My uncles managed to cause a miscarriage (one was a nurse, the other a crack head)

Fast forward, I gave birth on the bathroom floor. One of my uncles came into the bathroom, with a bin bag and told me to clean myself up, put my dirty night clothes in the bag, along with "mess" I'd made. I had a bath sorted myself out as best I could, trying to put off what I knew I had to do next.

I couldn't bring myself to throw him away like trash. So I searched for my baby blanket and wrapped him in it. I didn't want him to be cold, even though I knew he was already dead. I put everything in the bag with him. My uncles came back upstairs and took the bin bag.

They went downstairs and got into their car and drove away. When they came back a short time later. They didnt have the bin bag with them. I stood at the top of the stairs, looking at them. They glared up at me when they came back through the door. One with a grin on his face, saying, "it's all done now, we'll have to me more careful in future." And gave me a wink.

Back to the present- I lied to my Nana and told her that I accidentally spilt something on my baby blanket when I was younger and threw it away, i couldn't even look at her when I told her this lie. It wen silent for a few seconds, then my Nana said, "I'm not upset with you for throwing it away, it's just that I had hoped that you would have kept the blanket for when you have your own baby and wrapped them up in it as I did you.

I'm completely and utterly broken.

Nana I am so sorry

I don't know what to say!

I was on jury duty this time last year and
the trial was regarding incest/rape.

When we left the court I said to the other jurors "men are bastards, aren't we?"
And I meant it .

 

[Kdawg2018]

Rest of post-
When she came out the coma, she couldn't walk, talk or feed herself. She had to relearn all this, which took over a year. During this time my Nana cared for me. Because of this, my mother was never able to bond with me nor I with her. I was attachéd to my Nana and my mother never liked this.

My mother provided for me. I never went without. Always had the best toys, clothes etc. But the emotional/maternal bond was never there.

When I was 7-yrs old, my mother started working nights, a few times a week. Her two brothers would babysit me, until my mother came home from work in the morning, before I started school.

It's the same old story... started raping me from 7-14yrs. My mother nor anyone else in my family knew or knows what happened, or they pretend to not know. Especially my mother.

By 11-yrs I became pregnant. I didn't know straight away, why would I? But my uncles guessed, as my mother had told them that I hadn't had a period for a few months.

My uncles managed to cause a miscarriage (one was a nurse, the other a crack head)

Fast forward, I gave birth on the bathroom floor. One of my uncles came into the bathroom, with a bin bag and told me to clean myself up, put my dirty night clothes in the bag, along with "mess" I'd made. I had a bath sorted myself out as best I could, trying to put off what I knew I had to do next.

I couldn't bring myself to throw him away like trash. So I searched for my baby blanket and wrapped him in it. I didn't want him to be cold, even though I knew he was already dead. I put everything in the bag with him. My uncles came back upstairs and took the bin bag.

They went downstairs and got into their car and drove away. When they came back a short time later. They didnt have the bin bag with them. I stood at the top of the stairs, looking at them. They glared up at me when they came back through the door. One with a grin on his face, saying, "it's all done now, we'll have to me more careful in future." And gave me a wink.

Back to the present- I lied to my Nana and told her that I accidentally spilt something on my baby blanket when I was younger and threw it away, i couldn't even look at her when I told her this lie. It wen silent for a few seconds, then my Nana said, "I'm not upset with you for throwing it away, it's just that I had hoped that you would have kept the blanket for when you have your own baby and wrapped them up in it as I did you.

I'm completely and utterly broken.

Nana I am so sorry

Wow, I'm sorry they did that to you. It's a great gift you gave the blanket to your baby, even if he didn't make it through, hugs

 

[Arak]

@Eden2k ,

That's a horrible youth/past. That sort of stuff can easily make the rest of your life hell. And if I'm not mistaken they tried to make you a psychiatric patient ? People have killed themselves for less, there is nothing psychiatric about that.

 

[Empty Smile]

Wish I could beat the fuck out of your uncle's, for 3 reasons....

1. For sexually assaulting you when you were young.

2. For causing you to miscarriage.

3. And for disposing of your child like he/she was trash.


((((Big hugs to you))))

I'm sorry to hear you had to experience shit like that.

 

[suffering]

This brought tears to my eyes. What disgusting monsters! What a terrible world! We are truly living in hell.
I am so sorry you had to experience all this ....

 

[Miss clefable]

I'm so sorry wtf

 

[nzdarkshark]

Omg i'm so sorry...I know that probably means nothing but your story is utterly heartbreaking {tearing up...}

Some people in this world....just.....ugh.....humanity can be the worst. The utter worst...

 

[Johnnythefox]

It is the male of the species who has caused the most suffering in the world.
The male is responsible for the wars, majority of violence and the subjugation of the female.

Men with their testosterone fuelled gung-ho macho bullshit and twisted sick depravity to make others suffer.

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/947.William_Shakespeare
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones.
William Shakespeare.

 

[JJ-NOHOPE]

There are no words for how sorry I am.
This story almost makes me physically ill.

How can anyone want to live in a world where things like this happen?

 

[RedBuns]

I read your story a few times over and i'm just in shock tearing up. I am so fucking sorry this happened to you and your baby.

 

[ReadyasEver]

Just can't put into words how I feel for you.

 

[NotWorthLiving]

Oh my god!! That is horrible. I'm so sorry for you. I would say if there is anything I can do to help, just tell me but I doubt there is. Hugs

 

[Whatshername]

When I hear stories like this, I truly want to get off this planet. I'm so sorry, I have no words...

 

[Made4TV]

I wish I could give you a hug. I'm so sorry.

 

[Donewith_]

Rest of post-
When she came out the coma, she couldn't walk, talk or feed herself. She had to relearn all this, which took over a year. During this time my Nana cared for me. Because of this, my mother was never able to bond with me nor I with her. I was attachéd to my Nana and my mother never liked this.

My mother provided for me. I never went without. Always had the best toys, clothes etc. But the emotional/maternal bond was never there.

When I was 7-yrs old, my mother started working nights, a few times a week. Her two brothers would babysit me, until my mother came home from work in the morning, before I started school.

It's the same old story... started raping me from 7-14yrs. My mother nor anyone else in my family knew or knows what happened, or they pretend to not know. Especially my mother.

By 11-yrs I became pregnant. I didn't know straight away, why would I? But my uncles guessed, as my mother had told them that I hadn't had a period for a few months.

My uncles managed to cause a miscarriage (one was a nurse, the other a crack head)

Fast forward, I gave birth on the bathroom floor. One of my uncles came into the bathroom, with a bin bag and told me to clean myself up, put my dirty night clothes in the bag, along with "mess" I'd made. I had a bath sorted myself out as best I could, trying to put off what I knew I had to do next.

I couldn't bring myself to throw him away like trash. So I searched for my baby blanket and wrapped him in it. I didn't want him to be cold, even though I knew he was already dead. I put everything in the bag with him. My uncles came back upstairs and took the bin bag.

They went downstairs and got into their car and drove away. When they came back a short time later. They didnt have the bin bag with them. I stood at the top of the stairs, looking at them. They glared up at me when they came back through the door. One with a grin on his face, saying, "it's all done now, we'll have to me more careful in future." And gave me a wink.

Back to the present- I lied to my Nana and told her that I accidentally spilt something on my baby blanket when I was younger and threw it away, i couldn't even look at her when I told her this lie. It wen silent for a few seconds, then my Nana said, "I'm not upset with you for throwing it away, it's just that I had hoped that you would have kept the blanket for when you have your own baby and wrapped them up in it as I did you.

I'm completely and utterly broken.

Nana I am so sorry

Very sorry to see you went through all this shit. Its really fucked up. Due to some scumbags, innocent people have to face the consequences of their actions. This place is really fucked up. If we happen to be born around sick people, we'll have to bear all these sick things and no one gives a shit.. it'll be a long time before someone helps even. I was abused as a kid when I don't know what is 'abuse', I had no one to say it to.

 

[Thoughtforms]

Hey Eden. You poor poor soul. No one should ever have to go through any of that, nevermind a little child.
Those bastards violated you in the worst possible way. Absolute fucking scum.

I hope justice serves them but this world is cruel.

 

[Bex83]

This made me cry :( and people wounder why we want to die. They just need to read this .All abuse is traumatising, don't think I can get over mine. Look after yourself. Thinking of you . Ps not pitying you, we are not victims, warriors that keep on fighting x

 

[Eden2k]

I just thought I'd mention that both my uncles are now deceased. One died in 2003 in prison, where he was serving a 20-yr prison sentence for the torture and murder of a 7-yr old girl and the other died in 2008.

I'm sorry if I triggered anyone, who have gone through similar shit.

 

[NumbItAll]

Rest of post-
When she came out the coma, she couldn't walk, talk or feed herself. She had to relearn all this, which took over a year. During this time my Nana cared for me. Because of this, my mother was never able to bond with me nor I with her. I was attachéd to my Nana and my mother never liked this.

My mother provided for me. I never went without. Always had the best toys, clothes etc. But the emotional/maternal bond was never there.

When I was 7-yrs old, my mother started working nights, a few times a week. Her two brothers would babysit me, until my mother came home from work in the morning, before I started school.

It's the same old story... started raping me from 7-14yrs. My mother nor anyone else in my family knew or knows what happened, or they pretend to not know. Especially my mother.

By 11-yrs I became pregnant. I didn't know straight away, why would I? But my uncles guessed, as my mother had told them that I hadn't had a period for a few months.

My uncles managed to cause a miscarriage (one was a nurse, the other a crack head)

Fast forward, I gave birth on the bathroom floor. One of my uncles came into the bathroom, with a bin bag and told me to clean myself up, put my dirty night clothes in the bag, along with "mess" I'd made. I had a bath sorted myself out as best I could, trying to put off what I knew I had to do next.

I couldn't bring myself to throw him away like trash. So I searched for my baby blanket and wrapped him in it. I didn't want him to be cold, even though I knew he was already dead. I put everything in the bag with him. My uncles came back upstairs and took the bin bag.

They went downstairs and got into their car and drove away. When they came back a short time later. They didnt have the bin bag with them. I stood at the top of the stairs, looking at them. They glared up at me when they came back through the door. One with a grin on his face, saying, "it's all done now, we'll have to me more careful in future." And gave me a wink.

Back to the present- I lied to my Nana and told her that I accidentally spilt something on my baby blanket when I was younger and threw it away, i couldn't even look at her when I told her this lie. It wen silent for a few seconds, then my Nana said, "I'm not upset with you for throwing it away, it's just that I had hoped that you would have kept the blanket for when you have your own baby and wrapped them up in it as I did you.

I'm completely and utterly broken.

Nana I am so sorry

That is some of the worst evil I have ever heard of.

 

[Thoughtforms]

I just thought I'd mention that both my uncles are now deceased. One died in 2003 in prison, where he was serving a 20-yr prison sentence for the torture and murder of a 7-yr old girl and the other died in 2008.

I'm sorry if I triggered anyone, who have gone through similar shit.

Hopefully he was murdered

 

[AveryConure]

Hopefully he was murdered

Same. Hope that bastard got shanked real good.

 

[Severen]

Hopefully he was murdered

I hope he was ass raped to death.

 

[Fucking loving it]

I am brought to tears. My heart aches for you. All you have had to endure. I'm sending you hugs (if you want them)♡