My story of Ritual Abuse

Alot of my problems with DID stem from something that happened when I was 3. Please be advised that this story can be frightening and heartbreaking and is not meant to be viewed by minors or those who are easily disturbed.

I don't have all of my memories from this time just a few fragmented images and ALOT of body memories, but I will describe what happened so that others may learn and beware and stop abuse, any type of abuse when it happens.

First, you need to know what Ritual Abuse is, and it is basically this: Some type of ritual, usually Satanic, though it can be Christian or from some other religion, or even no religion at all, just some type or combination of types of abuse done in a ritualistic pattern.

Now, here's what happened to me. I know I was 3 or younger and I have a fear of basements. The visual memories involve a dark-haired teenage boy telling me to lick something and think of it as a lollipop. The rest is fragmented but involves that teenage boy doing things to me. I know what he did because I have body memories that tell me and alters associated with those body memories.
One body memory is of something sharp, hard and metallic being inserted into my vagina. The next one is of drinking blood that tastes like ham. And something about being the bride of Satan. Another form of ritual abuse that I encountered involved being buried in a grave with a body for 13 days. I have severe body memories of this and visual memories too and alters tell me things happened that I should go in to here. I don't remember much else, but as I said, I have alters associated with these memories and right now they're holding a lot back to protect me.

For more answeres about ritual abuse, please email me at hobbittmom@aol.com

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