In retrospect, being naked in front of my mother or father was worse for me than the spanking itself, because it was so ingrained in me that good Christian girls must cover themselves from neck to wrist to ankle. Sometimes they give me choice: More strict spanking and only a short time nudity after it or mild spanking and a longer nudity. In the nineteen years that I lived with this behavior I was beaten with more things than I could ever name, including a metal dog leash and an iron rod and a horse whip.

It was in an album I had long forgotten, tucked away in a suitcase I hadn’t carried in three decades, collecting dust on the top of a wardrobe in a room I had not entered since before the Millennium. The only thing I can think is that he heard a rumor about some perv who likes kids (he had recently warned me to stay away from that area). However you were right in saying that you were more to blame, accordingly your punishment is going to be more severe. They got angry when I was secretive and moody and I flinched when they came up too suddenly behind me. The idea that you should never resort to physical punishment is a preposterous overreaction to the problem of child abuse," wrote a parent from Cazenovia, N.I don't know how, but I completely forgot about the time and she didn't drop me back off until close to 11. Even screaming that loudly, I could still sense him moving farther to my left so that the belt would next slap the left side. I don’t miss my dad’s arbitrary rules having more power and authority then any of the rules in the Bible except “Children obey your parents. It took me years to re-learn how to be angry, and longer to learn how to have a healthy level of anger.

When I was let up I grabbed my buns in both hands and did the familiar dance around the room with tears and snot running down my contorted face. Uncle- For playing doctor with my cousin under the sheets where all the cousins were sleeping together on the floor. It was about Haralan Popov, a Bulgarian Christian who spent over a decade in prisons on charges of treason. I got spanked pretty much every day from before I was old enough to remember until I hit puberty at ten.You cannot see it in the photograph but on the opposite side of the room from the bookcase was another set of shelves, above two drawers. He gave the final four lashes as I continued bawling, far past the point where I thought I couldn't take any more. After several minutes she was put back in corner with a red hot bottom and my aunt grabbed me by my arm and drug me over to the chair and gave me the same on my bare little bottom. I am uncertain when my parents adopted this invasive approach to “discipline”, but their pastor, also an ATI dad and a certified character coach, taught it in detail during a Sunday service years ago.