i was beat regularly with belt and hangers. They did it while I was kneeling on concrete so every hit dug into it my knees. My knees are still scared from it. I got hit so often by so many ppl that it lost effect so they called me “iron butt” in the old language. I was more annoyed by waiting for it be over than the pain itself.
Crazy part is I actually had it good. My class mates had it way worse. Apparently they got hit with small whips and one with an extension cord if I over heard correctly.
I think about it all the time if the pain did anything to correct my behavior. I dont really think it did. It did however teach me that pain is temporary.
Horrible! How do you feel towards the adults who abused you?
One of my parents was beaten as well but broke the chain and never laid a hand on me. I’m blessed to live in one of few countries where assaulting your kids is actually seen as assault and very frowned upon. If you beat your children you’re a failure of a parent.
i was beat regularly with belt and hangers. They did it while I was kneeling on concrete so every hit dug into it my knees. My knees are still scared from it. I got hit so often by so many ppl that it lost effect so they called me “iron butt” in the old language. I was more annoyed by waiting for it be over than the pain itself.
Crazy part is I actually had it good. My class mates had it way worse. Apparently they got hit with small whips and one with an extension cord if I over heard correctly.
I think about it all the time if the pain did anything to correct my behavior. I dont really think it did. It did however teach me that pain is temporary.
Horrible! How do you feel towards the adults who abused you?
One of my parents was beaten as well but broke the chain and never laid a hand on me. I’m blessed to live in one of few countries where assaulting your kids is actually seen as assault and very frowned upon. If you beat your children you’re a failure of a parent.