THE CONNECTION

We encourage you to contribute to – or even start – a conversation with others; to share your story here in an effort to help others feel related to, and, conversely, to gain the support you may be longing for. If even just one person could be reminded that they are not alone in this world, we’d consider this a success.

We understand that telling your story may be hard, especially in a public forum. If you’re someone who would like to share your story, but remain private, please email us at forthehayters@gmail.com. We will post your story through our ‘For The Hayters’ profile, so that you may share with full anonymity. You know your story matters; We know so, too.

YOUR STORIES
Aug 2

Growing up I was always very close with my parents but I was especially close with my mom. We did so much together. I lived in a nice house, I had plenty of friends, we went on family beach vacations
Feb 11

I grew up in a "normal" family, at least that's what it looked like from the outside looking in...I had siblings & parents that were still together. Growing up I knew there wasn't something right with
Jan 25

When I was little my mom and i lived with my grandma, grandpa, uncles, and aunt. 2 bedroom house yet we all made it work. I rarely saw my mom she would be out or sleeping at my dads apartment. I was a
Jan 17

"My story begins when I was born into a home with severe domestic violence, though I will not go into to much detail there were numerous occasions where my mom would end up in the hospital. Everyone i
Jun 21

I have not been on here for the longest time. But I wanted to say that today I broke free. On the 26 of June I was going to have 10 years in an abusive relationship..and yes it has been all 10 years..
Feb 3

Growing up I was sheltered, home schooled my entire life, I never saw the inside of a public or privet school my entire life, my graduation was done on a Sunday during a church servic...if you can eve
Jan 24

Ive typed out the things I wanted to say three times. Three times I've deleted it.... idk if it's fear or shame or both... I'm an adult survivor of abuse. An adult child of an alcoholic & I've broke
Jan 13

Growing up is tough, everyone knows that. Growing up with parents who have an addiction is even tougher. As a kid I was mom to myself, my brother and even my own mother. She and my father have addic
Mar 6

How do you not feel alone when you walked away from what completed you . At that time i didnt know i tought i was doing the right “thing“ i didnt want to hurt my mom more . I thought more about her ha
Jan 29

When I was 4 years old, I should have been worrying about what toy I was going to play with next or what adventure would I go on outside tomorrow. Instead, I was worrying about talking to a detective
Jan 19

It all started when my parents were fighting . This time it was really bad , they were throwing things at each other . At the time me and my sister were hiding in bed rooms . Then it got really quite
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