I had to learn how to love myself. Meet Wendy

Wendy was the 5th of 8 kids in her family born as JW's. She grew up with a very abusive father and a meek mother who didn't protect her. By four, she had been sexually abused by someone in her family.

In first grade, she remembers telling her mom about the sexual abuse, but she turned around and ignored her. Wendy felt like something was wrong with her. 

Typically when Wendy's father hit her, he wouldn't leave any marks, but one day when she was 16, he hit her so hard he left marks all over her. CPS had taken her out of the home at this point. When her mom saw her face, she said, "why did he do that to you? Did he tell him to?"

She had to live in foster homes and could not go to the Kingdom Hall. The elders disassociated her from that. That's right; she was disassociated for not being able to go to the meetings because child services put her in foster homes due to getting beaten by her father. Crazy right?!? 

That's how Wendy's story starts. She never went back to the hall since that time.
When she finally went to therapy about ten years ago, she finally felt liberated from the shame it had held on to her. 

She worked with a hypnotherapist who helped her return to those events and remove some emotional charges from them. 

She now works as a hypnotherapist and helps others.