Broken Wings Bleeding heart

First I will tell my sotry similar to Jayde's, then I will give you the answer

When I was young, every morning started with my mother putting my hairup she wouldnt let me wear it down like the other girls and itfeltlike she ripped out by the roots,then once at school i was beat up by the boys, andcalled ugly names by the girls, i had no friends and often got into fights, but the worst came when i got home i would cry and when i ddint want to talk about it i got given to the countof three to stop crying before my mother hit me, slap me across the face, then she would say i barely touched you, she would accuse me of things that i knew in my heart i didt do, and God knows also, in middleschool i  was called a lesbian, and beaten up daily, i had one friend, my mother took out me out school, i was home tutored, mean while my fathers girlfriend just turned 18 moved in, my mother always told me how the other kids were so much better than me,she told me i was dirty, that i had done unexcuseable things, i didnt deserve clean clothing, or even to own underwaer without holes, she doesnt belive you can feel sorry for anything, that if you were truly sorry you wouldnt have done it in the first place, they were out every friday night at the strip club drinking, when i was allowed to go bak to school i was calssified as stupid and stuck in a special education class once day, of curse bringing teasing, everytime i made a friend my mother threatened them and they no longer wanted anything to do with me i spent my life wondering what i coulddo to make someone love me, if my  own mother couldnt love me then howcould iask Jesus or anyone else tom, it ried suicide my mother gave me to my cousin a local pastor and experienced freedom and love for a short time when mymother became jealous and took me back ive tried to get away several time since then to no avail, my childhood was spent in isolation, i have no money nor anyone who wants me, clean underwear or simple things like underwear at all are a blessing, im still being punished for being bad, im not allowed to go to church anymore, my father who deosnt know whats in myheart accuse me of being a false believer a manipulater a liar etc. the torture i felt at school was increased by what i got at home and still go through i weigh 84pounds not long ago i only weighed 66 food is another luxury. i went to 8 counselors none helped they wanted to play games rather than talk





what to do
no matter how hard it is ignore the bad behavior while she is upset and at home punishing her will leave lasting internal damage that wont heal, when she is calmeddowny ou can calmly sayw e dont do this and give the reason why, at the same time now matter how tiring it getspraise her throughout the dayyou look especially pretty day, thank you for helping etc

include her in activities if your baking ask if she'd ike to help
thoguhtful consideration really helps


if she doesnt want to talk about it dont push her

get her into a church youth group, she needssomethignto look forward to each week, its an enviroment that helps self esteem etc. and she make some friends which will change her view of herself and others


if you choose not to do the first you may want to find her penpal that works also


and lastly find a hobby for her get her into cooking, or crafting , etc, some activity she can be proud of it may sound strange but its important and helps to give some self worth

i have lost all myself worth i feel shame no matter what i do where i go, because of the way ive been raised, thoguh i still lvoe everyone truly even my abusers, for they are all children of God.  but jayde still has a chance.