Stolen Innocence: Triumphing Over a Childhood Broken by Abuse: A Memoir
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Eleven-year-old Erin Merryn's life was transformed on the night she was sexually abused by her cousin, someone she loved and trusted. As the abuse continued, and as she was forced to see her abuser over and over again in social situations, she struggled with self-doubt, panic attacks, nightmares and the weight of whether or not to tell her terrible secret. It wasn't until a traumatic series of events showed her the cost of silence that she chose to speak out-in the process destroying both her family and the last of her innocence.
Through her personal diary, written during the years of her abuse, Erin Merryn shares her journey through pain and confusion to inner strength and, ultimately, forgiveness. Raw, powerful and unflinchingly honest, Stolen Innocence is the inspiring story of one girl's struggle to become a woman, and a bright light on the pain and devastation of abuse.
Stolen Innocence is written with conviction and clarity. [Erin Merryn] doesn't hold back, and I respect her honesty and openness...By the end of the book, I thought I was reading passages from a much older adult than a high school senior. Erin has grown into a strong, wise, intelligent, perceptive, spiritual, caring adult."
--Susan Reedquist, The Children's Advocacy Center
made my way to the back yard. Walking home I felt really dirty. Tears streamed down my face. It was at this point I decided to stop going to Brian’s house, which meant I would have to do some lying. When I got home I turned on the bathtub and sat in tears asking God over and over to help me. That night as I lay in the dark I was imagining Brian’s voice over and over again warning me if I told anyone no one would believe me and I would destroy our family. His strong words continue to keep me
my mom went into labor. Fifty-seven hours later she gave birth to me at home all naturally on a waterbed. She decided with all her pregnancies not to take any medication for pain. I was twenty-one inches long and eight pounds eight ounces. My parents named me Erin Merryn, pronounced Mur-rin, but my dad’s family pronounced it Mare-in. “Erin Mare-in.” They thought it was funny. My middle name was changed to Elizabeth a month later. I like Merryn better. As a baby I was very shy and quiet until
between Steve and me. I will probably break up the relationship. I’m just not at a point in my life to be in a relationship. I think we are better off friends. Last week I went to the University of Illinois and visited my sister Caitlin. She told mom while we were visiting her that she is planning on finishing up this year and then moving to California. Mom wasn’t too happy to hear any of it. Allie and I spent most of the time down in the pool at the hotel. I need to go walk Chance. Tomorrow will
convince you that I have changed my life. Brian MAY, 2003 5:50 P.M. Brian, I can’t begin to tell you how weird this all is for me right now. To be honest I feel like I am in a daze or a dream and haven’t woken up yet. This just all doesn’t feel real to me that I’m actually talking to you and letting you know all the pain and anger I have and you are actually responding back. What is going to be even harder is when it comes time for me to see you face to face at the next family holiday or
look back on and remember forever. Erin SEPTEMBER, 2003 11:00 P.M. Things have not been going well at all. I made it through the summer, but just before school started I began having panic attacks. They are ten times worse then the flashbacks. My heart begins to beat fast, my hands become sweaty, my breathing feels like it is being cut off, and my body shakes. The first time it happened I went to the bathroom and threw up. Well ever since then every time I have a panic attack I run to the