I never realised what an awful start I’ve had in life until I had children. Single teenager mother, never known my dad, poverty, sexual abuse from my mothers many bad relationship choices, bullied at school because I was so shy, no self-esteem, no confidence.
Done ok for myself, good job, lovely DH but the stigma of my childhood never goes. Friends asking me about my dad and me going red in the face because how do you explain you don’t even know your dads name? Even children who are from divorced families can at least, in the majority, say they have a dad!
I feel sad when my children ask why they don’t have a grandad, why I don’t have a dad. Sad my mum refuses to talk about or acknowledge how hard my life has been.
Sorry that was a rant
but I can’t help thinking my crappy childhood has affected my entire life. Does anyone else feel like this?