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  • It seemed impossible to change
    It seemed impossible to change

    My name is Anny Caroline Leite Souza da Silva. From a young age I suffered with depression, constant headaches and saw shadow figures. I felt hatred towards my father and wanted to kill him. I dressed differently to draw everyone’s attention and cut myself because of a deep sadness. In an attempt to fill my…

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  • It seemed impossible to change
    It seemed impossible to change

    My name is Fabricio. When I was 9 years old, a group of about 15 people attempted to abuse me. For this reason, my childhood was quite troubled. I grew up thinking that liking boys and hating girls was normal. Besides all of this, there was lots of suffering at home, because my parents decided…

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  • Climbing out of the pit
    Climbing out of the pit

    As a child, the youngest memories I have are sad. When I was seven years old, I went to live with my father so that I could go to a better school. But it wasn’t all good news. My stepmother mistreated me. She dealt with me differently, compared to my brother, her biological son. She…

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  • I was hooked until I asked
    I was hooked until I asked

    What started out as an experiment with friends turned into something deeper, it became all that he depended on until he became…hooked! Chaos! That’s the only word that I can use to describe how my life was. I consumed alcohol and smoked cigarettes on a daily basis and I was a time bomb waiting to…

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  • The dark side of being daddy’s little girl
    The dark side of being daddy’s little girl

    Being constantly pampered and treated as a special little girl made Shanice believe nothing terrible could ever happen in her life. The stability in her household is what some families long for, but what happens when daddy’s little girl’s world starts falling apart? “I was used to being surrounded by family. We were so united…

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  • Becoming a better man
    Becoming a better man

    I grew up with both of my parents—what more could I have asked for, right? Yet, my dad was hardly ever around and when he was, he would treat me badly. He didn’t believe in me and would bombard me with negative words. He told me that I would never amount to anything, or that…

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  • Starting over
    Starting over

    The person that I was before could have been described as the epitome of an emotional wreck. I lost my father when I was two years old. My mother worked very hard to support me and my sister; she would wake up early and came home late at night, but she was always too tired…

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