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Seniors

seniors photoAt first, I was so grateful when my daughter offered to take me in. I couldn’t get around like I used to once I got into the wheelchair, and keeping up with the bills and the house had gotten to be too much.

But sometimes she’d leave me in a closed, dark room for hours when ran errands, and I was only allowed at the dinner table if I kept quiet. When she started managing my finances for me, she told me over and over that I didn’t have enough money in my accounts, although I always had enough before. She forgot to give me my medication for two days in a row. Sometimes, I had no way to go to the bathroom and soiled myself. And I used to be a very clean person, but she only helped me wash once a week and was rough about it.

I love my daughter, but I was ashamed at how helpless and unwanted she made me feel. And I had nowhere to go.

I saw a phone number for The James House in the newspaper and called them. I didn’t think what she was doing to me was “elder abuse” at the time—this is my daughter we’re talking about—but I knew I need help. The people at The James House helped me realize that I have the right to be treated respectfully. They helped me find people so I wouldn’t be as dependent on my daughter. They went to the hospital with me when I needed it. I go to support groups there and talk with other folks in my situation. But more importantly, they provided me with referrals to organizations who specialize in assisting seniors like me take control of my life.

Download this informative report:
Intimate Partner Homicide: An Analysis of Homicide in Virginia Among Those
50 Years or Older, 1999 – 2007