Description This book is an autobiography of unbelievable importance and honesty. McKenzie chronicles her own abuse as a child and how later, against continuing adverse circumstances, she manages to find the strength to pull through breakdown and be a mother herself. He courage and her search for knowledge, through therapy, are admirable. Whilst this is a hard book to read, McKenzie ultimately delivers a message of hope. About the Author McKenzie is a brave brave woman who has lived a remarkable, but unfortunately not uncommon, life. In her bravery and generosity, however, she is exceptionaly unusual. She writes that she has written this book to continue her process of catharsis and survival and to help others who may have had similar experiences. Book Extract My name is Abigail I am the second oldest of six children I was brought up with my four brothers and one sister from an early age I felt I did not belong within the family I did not know where I belonged but it certainly was not within this family. As far back as I can remember I was just four years old when my mother told me that she hated me and that she should of drowned me at birth and then she would hit me real hard across the face I never knew what I had done wrong for my own mother to just turn on me like this. By the time I started school I was a very nervous child and an unhappy one what with the beating from my mother and the rejection I was so shy and I was so afraid of making a mistake more often or not I had home work to do but that was a waste of time as my mother or father never ever showed me where I was going wrong in my school work they were just not interested as for my mother she just kept telling me I was thick and worthless that I would never come to anything in my older years . One day after I had washed the dishes my mother came into the kitchen to check on my progress and to check that I had washed the dishes right she picked up a plate from the draining board and she threw it back into the water and she told me there was still food on it and to do it again then she hit me across the face then she started to shout that I was useless and hopeless and it was all my fault I had no idea what she was going on about when she said it was all my fault then she told me to go straight to bed after I washed the dishes. That was my life for years physical abuse and mental abuse from my mother nothing changed the only different thing was as I got older and the beating got worse much worse. As for my father he would play games with me and he would throw me up into the air also from a very early age how he used to throw me onto the couch and tell me to lie still so that he can touch me he would lie beside me on the couch and touch me down below he told me it was a game and not to tell any one about it and I never did I Must have been about five years old when he started his games with me and this went on for years before I realized what he was doing was wrong and this was why my mother meant by saying it was all my fault .
Words: kitchen pull, pull kitchen, tell me to go

Author: McKenzie, R
Publisher: Chipmunkapublishing
Illustration: N
Language: ENG
Title: Strength from Within
Pages: 00000 (Encrypted PDF)
On Sale: 2008-01-04
SKU-13/ISBN: 9781847473370
Category: Family & Relationships : Abuse - Child Abuse
Category: Psychology : Mental Health