The Effect of Abuse on My Family

The abuse had a really harsh effect on my family's collective psyche and made them vigilant to the point of paranoia when it came to protecting me from a similar fate. As a result, I was basically never allowed to play outside without strict supervision or go to sleepovers at friends house as a kid. This story takes place back in the early 90s when he was about 7 or 8 years old.