I am so happy to be able to share my story with you all.

 My parents divorced when I was two, this resulted in my mother having jobs when I was growing up. In third grade, I stayed after school with a family whom I loved. It was nice to be in a “real” family for a few hours. The family had a 14 year old boy who was very abusive to me. He scared me to death. Several times he would take me on mini bike rides and he would put me on the front of the bike and try to fondle me. I felt deep shame (even at age 9), I wondered if he picked me because I came from a divorced family and was an easy target.

 As soon as I told my mother, she took me out. She never told the family why she took me out of their house because in the 70′s you didn’t talk about these things.

All through my life I was fairly scared of men and boys I did not know. I built walls up and closed myself off from being open with my friends.

 Our family was on Supernanny four years ago. Jo helped me (by grabbing me in a bear hug and helping me to finally cry) make the first steps toward healing.   I am thankful to her for that!

 Now, I have four classes left in my graduate studies and then I will be a counselor and I can help sweet women and children who have been through this same thing. It is my dream and I understand because I have been there.

Please everyone, share the story…you will feel better and you will be helping others. We can all help each other heal.

Peace to everyone,

Christy Schrage

www.butterfliesinthecarline.blogspot.com