Jeffrey Dahmer's Childhood of A Monster | Real Crime Story

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What happened in those early years to shape the mind of someone who would become so monstrously feared? What shadows lurked in the corners of an ordinary family home that might foretell the darkness to come? Stay tuned as we explore the early life of Jeffrey Dahmer, peeling back the layers of his childhood to uncover the genesis of a monster.

Jeffrey Dahmer was born on May twenty-first,1960, in Milwaukee as the first of two sons to Lionel Herbert Dahmer, a research chemist, and Joyce Annette Dahmer, a teletype machine instructor. Lionel was of German and Welsh ancestry, and Joyce was of Norwegian and Irish ancestry.

Jeffrey's childhood was marked by instability and a morbid fascination that would later spiral into unspeakable crimes. For starters, his parents' troubled marriage created a tense and unsettling home environment. His mother, plagued by mental health issues and addiction to prescription drugs, was often absent and withdrawn. On the other hand, his father spent long hours consumed by his studies. All this translated to a lack of support and empathy for Jeffrey growing up.

Consequently, young Jeffrey seemed to slip through the cracks. Teachers described him as quiet, timid, and showing hints of neglect for his studies and personal hygiene. Notably, he was once an outgoing child, but he became withdrawn and isolated after a double hernia surgery that he’d undergone before his fourth birthday. Coupled with the lack of parental guidance, he has never been the same since.

Then, gradually, a chilling obsession emerged — his fixation on death and decay. While watching his father clear animal bones from beneath their home, Dahmer became fascinated by the sounds they made. This sparked an obsession — he nicknamed the bones his "fiddlesticks" and relentlessly searched for more. He even began probing the bodies of living creatures, driven to uncover the skeletal structures within. His father, seeing a flicker of scientific interest, unknowingly fueled this dark passion by teaching Jeffrey how to preserve animal remains.

As the family moved to what would be their third home in a span of four years, Jeffrey's morbid hobby escalated. He started collecting roadkill, which he dissected and stored in a macabre graveyard behind their home. In a disturbing display, Dahmer would even impale animal skulls on stakes. He claimed to be driven by a twisted curiosity about how these creatures were put together. Even at this point, where the darkness could have been prevented through professional intervention, nobody batted an eye.

By 1975, the gruesome peak of this obsession involved decapitating a dog and mounting its remains in a grotesque ritual. With a chilling detachment from the act, he displayed this to a friend as if it were a chance discovery. It goes without saying that the friend was freaked out and steered clear of him. This would tighten Jeffrey’s already small circle of friends.

Meanwhile, his parents' marriage was crumbling. His mother's escalating mental health struggles and addiction, along with his father's absence left Jeffrey alone with his increasingly troubling thoughts. The foundation for a monstrous transformation was tragically being laid — the unnatural compulsions within him were slowly being encouraged.

In his adolescence, Dahmer became increasingly withdrawn and lacked the support of close friends. He has stated later on to his biographer that his dark urges toward necrophilia and taking lives emerged at fourteen. Looking back, experts believe the inevitable end of his parents' marriage and their bitter divorce may have been pivotal in transforming these dark thoughts into reality. The frequent disputes and pervasive unrest at home led Dahmer to doubt the stability of his family and personal life.