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I think I forgot to mention that in my story, but I was just like you! I'd hide behind my mom when even the nicest person in the world was talking to me directly. It didn't do wonders for me when I had to chaneg schools constantly! But I think I've gotten over it now. I just try to be myself and hope that they like me! I'm also grateful to have found these boards, because it's been a blessing to have all these friends here for support. THANKS!! 
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I was also a very shy child. I changed schools many times (6 to be exact) and I hated always being the new kid. I work hard to overcome my shyness now but when I get in a big crowd those old feelings come right back and all I want to do is run and hide. My husband is very outgoing and this has helped me come out of my shell.
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Like some of you my childhood wasn't great either.
My twin sister, I and two younger sibiling were taken away from our real parents when my twin and I were 6. We spent three years in Foster Homes and we were all placed for adoptation in seperate homes. The great thing was we were all able to spend time with each other growing up. Unlike many other sibilings I knew mine.
My foster parents adopted me and the abuse started before the adoptation. I was sexually abuse by my foster dad and his natural son. The abuse continue until I was 15 years old. Plus I was physcially and verbally abused.
At 15 my mom told me I couldn't live at home anymore because she had to work on her marriage. God says in the Bible the spouse comes before the children - I didn't understand how can you allow your husband to abuse me. I was sent the boarding school in South Dakota for a year and hated it.
My junior year of high school I lived with my twin sister's family, but that didn't turn out to be a good situation. My Senior year I lived with a pastor's family, which turned out to be a great situation. I saw for the first time in my life what a normal family looks like. I am still very close to them. My former pastor married my husband and I.
At 19 I ended up in a Psy. Hospital for severe depression and an eating disorder. I hadn't touched food for over a week and it took only one night to realize what I was doing to myself. I ate food the very next day and work very hard in thearphy to work through my past.
Trying to make a long story short. At 24 I took my parents to court and sued them. Due to statue of limitaitons laws it protected my dad from having to serve time in jail. I can't go into detail about my case, but the justice I felt was overwhelming great. The whole court process helped me forgive my parents and gave me my life back of not having to live in constant fear of them.
My kids don't know their Grandparents and I feel sad about it. My parents made bad decisions and the end result is no relationship with their grandchildren. I will not allow my children to be around abusive people.
That is my story.
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