Hello, my name is Brittany. I want to share a testimony. I have had a rough start to life. Ever since I was a small child, I was abused by my own mother. My mother has constantly belittled me, yelled at me, hit me, and tossed me around like a ragdoll. The abuse happened for as long as I can remember.
I was molested by two of my mom’s boyfriends, one of whom became her husband. I’ve also been sexually touched by most of my mother’s boyfriends. The first time I was molested, I was six years old. The second time my mom’s husband molested me, I was around the age of 10 or 11 years old. Both of these times lasted for a year to a year and a half.
I also had to care for my two younger brothers during this time. I did not get a chance to have a childhood due to constantly cleaning the house, taking care of my brothers, tending to my mom’s ‘exacting’ needs, and taking care of my mom’s boyfriend’s needs, them touching me sexually.
As time passed, I still managed to care for myself and deeply love my mother. As a child, I didn’t think any of this was wrong. I just thought this was normal. April 10, 2007, my whole world came crashing down. DCF, The Department of Children and Families, came to my rescue. However, I did not see it as my rescue but as if they were tearing my family apart.
My mother lost custody of all three of us kids, and my stepdad went to prison for molesting me and is still serving a life sentence. My mother went to jail for 14 months for child abuse and child neglect. My brothers were placed with someone I’ve known since I was one and a half years old. This same person also molested me. I was bounced around to many places and was eventually placed in foster care.
At the age of 13, I was diagnosed with PTSD by my therapist. At this age, I was just told that I had PTSD. No one explained to me what PTSD was or how bad it could be.
Eventually, my mother regained custody of me. At first, it was great. I thought my mother had changed. But a year into living with her, the abuse returned. It was worse this time, and I felt more alone than ever. I found out my mother did not believe that her husband had molested me even though the courts had three and one-half very thick binders of evidence of what my mother and stepdad had put my brothers and me through.
I eventually ran away at the age of 17, just three months before I turned 18 years old. I was later granted a permanent restraining order against my mother.
At the time, I was under the custody of the State of Florida. I never wanted to talk about what I have been through. I was way too hurt and shattered and had shut down and put very thick walls up for many years. I’m now happily married and have a wonderful family of my own. Even though this sounds great, the devil always had other plans for me.
The devil decided to have my PTSD act up multiple times. Some of which I did not know about because I did not understand or know what PTSD was. I started having nightmares of my stepdad finding me and hurting me all over again. This is the man who told me at the age of 11 that he wanted to get me pregnant. Now, through all this, I knew of Jesus Christ but did not know much about him. After having my first daughter, my PTSD got so bad that I slept with a fishing knife, a very big one, between my mattress and box springs, where I could grab it at any time. I was very, very scared and constantly looking over my shoulder in fear.
I had somehow managed to slow all of this down on my own after two years. This all happened around the age of 19. I’m now going to the age of 27. About six months ago, my PTSD started to act up again. This time, I could tell something was wrong, and it seemed quicker to start and worse than before. I knew I had to do something different. I could not allow myself to go down another very dark road again. I could not ‘become my mother’ or allow things to go on like what happened in my childhood. I did not want my children to experience what I experienced during childhood. I eventually sought medical help. I found the right doctor, who referred me to Pastor Bill McCombes.
I’ve been seeing Pastor Bill since November 2020. During this time, he showed me who Jesus Christ is. Pastor Bill and Jesus have become my fans and my teammates. I have been able to open up my walls and allow them in. I have been able to tell my story and feel safe and comfortable. This team, Jesus and Pastor Bill, has surrounded me and shown me I can love and forgive myself. For many years, I thought all of this was my fault. I am now free from the guilt and shame of my childhood.
Thanks to Jesus Christ and Pastor Bill, I’ve been able to forgive one of the worst people I’ve ever known, including the first person who molested me. Thanks to this team, I can say my stepdad’s name without crying or fear or looking over my shoulder. I was able to forgive the last part of my childhood. Forgiving the last part of my childhood has opened the door for me. I have joy, peace, love, and an extraordinary God. My PTSD is slower, my anxiety is calmer, and I’m no longer having nightmares. I know I’m on the road to full recovery.
I feel way better now that I am talking this stuff out for the first time in 12 years. I feel safe and love myself for who I am and what I’ve been through. I’m stronger because of Jesus Christ and Pastor Bill. I’ve been through a lot, but there is a light in the darkness. It’s Jesus Christ.
If you are going through something like this or have been through this please, please ask Jesus for help. He is real. He works wonders on so many levels. He is the light of my darkness and can be the same light and calm in your dark storm. I promise that the more you wait, the worse it gets. I can also promise that the sooner you ask Jesus Christ for help, the better it gets, the better the calmness, and the better the love, peace, and joy that comes with Jesus Christ.
I know I am still a work in progress and have much to do, but I’m stronger and calmer, thanks to Jesus Christ and Pastor Bill.
Please remember you are loved, you are strong, and you are blessed. Yes, it has been hard, but how I feel now makes it all worth it. You deserve the help. Please don’t wait if you need assistance.