This week on November 11th we (hopefully) have time to pay our respects to those of us whom had the experience of military life. Whether we volunteered or were hand picked by Our Uncle Sam.
This posting isn't meant to belittle those of you for various reasons did not have the privilage to serve.
This is from a boy, who had drilled into his young mind from birth to his 17th birthday, that he was useless, worthless & would never amount to anything, by a mother who was sexually, physically, emotionally & mentally abusing him. This is a letter from him (69) yrs old, and just recently has started to come to terms with that lost boy and himself over those recently surfaced abuse memories, that were commited by her.
A letter to Hell, from a young boy (your son) who always wished that you were dead.
Dear Mrs. Corbett,
I offer you the following list of accomplishments by your son.
Enlisted/volunteered, into the U.S. Air Force, on his 17th birthday, March 13 1956. I wish to thank you for signing me in as I wasn't 18 yrs old.
The awards and decorations on my retired uniform.
Air Force Commendation Medal, with 2 oak leaf clusters. Earned in Vietnam, Germany & Okinawa (Japan). (1969-1978).
Presidential Unit Citation, Vietnam, (1969).
Air Force Outstanding Unit Award, with combat V, Vietnam (1969) 1 Silver oak leaf cluster.(1960-1978).
Air Force Award of Excellence (small unit), Oklahoma, (1976).
Army Good Conduct Medal, Germany, (1959).
Air Force Good Conduct Medal, with 3 oak leaf clusters, (1965-1978).
National Defense Service Medal, (1976).
Republic of Vietnam Campaign Medal, with 3 bronze service stars, Vietnam, (1968-1969).
Korean Defense Service Medal, Korea, (1976-1978)
Air Force Longevity Service Award, 4 oak leaf clusters, (1960-1978).
Small Arms Expert Ribbon, (1964).
Vietnamese Cross of Gallantry, with Palm, (unit award), Vietnam (1969)
Vietnam Service Medal, Vietnam, (1968-1969).
So, mom you see that I have proved you wrong, in the end, as indeed I was usefull, I was worth something and indeed I did amount to something. I even have a U.S. Holiday in my honor. VETERANS DAY.
From your son,
Peter C. Corbett
TSgt, USAF, Ret.
This post is about me, but it is my sincerest wish that those of you whom have suffered all these abuses post it here, to PROVE that they were wrong. Heal well my friends.
This is updated a bit as this was in my eary days of recovery. Originally it was posted in the off topic forum. 4 years ago.
I firmly believe that it belongs here in the "Survivors of Female Abuse." forum. There are other brothers of mine here whom have gone through the same effects during their lifetime too.
What has changed in this past year (2014)is the fact that when I get out of bed in the morning that I no longer have to look around my room, on the walls where I have pictures of my life along to my sons then along to my grandsons.
Then on to my military career & those discharge & retirement documents. To prove to myself that my "mom," was DEAD wrong about me being useless, worthless & would never amount to anything, unwanted boy.
Every day, my brothers, I no longer have to prove & convince myself.
" As as of this date I am a "SURVIVOR" i'm no longer a victim.
She no longer has power & control over me. It has taken me 75 years to finally let her go. Thanks to my therapists, my brothers here in MS & my very close friends.
"Her" little/young gay boy/man. Has finally grown up to be a proud gay man. She is gone forever.
I hope that those of us who were incest victims sexually, emotionally, mentally & physically and are still dealing with this that some day that we will receive the peace & serenity in our lives that we all so richly deserve.
"I will take that lost boys hand, and I will lead him from the depths of darkness into the sunshine, forever into eternity." As he is me.
Edited by petercorbett (11/09/14 02:49 PM)
Working Boys' Home 10-14 yrs old, grades 5-8. 1949-1953
A very humble alumni of the WOR Dahlonega, GA.
May 15-17 2009, Alta, Sep. 2009. Sequoia, 2010.
Hope Springs, 2010.