I'm now 50 and it's really starting to dawn on my how dysfunctional my home life was, and the effects this has had on my functioning now.
Examples:
Nobody ever cleaned at home. Dried cat shit was commonly behind the sofas all the time.
My parents drank...a lot. My dad got me drunk at 11 by forcing me to have an alcoholic drink and because I didn't really like it said he was determined to find something I did like.
My parents owned a business and from about age 11 whenever I was on holiday I was expected to work overnight to help out.
She'd also leave me with a family friend who terrified me - she knew this.
My parents split up when I was in my early teens and both of them told me before I was 16 that they didn't want anything more to do with me.
I don't remember my parents ever telling me they loved me.
My mum chose her then partner over me when I was 16 and believed them over me despite only knowing this person for 6 months.
We were hostel homeless after my parents split. I shared a room with my mum and I used to see her drink a glass of vodka topped up with tap water first thing in the morning. Then she'd drive us to school.
She would go to her partner's house at weekends leaving me and my brother at home with no food or money.
I took an overdose and my brother phoned her to tell her what was going on. Don't hear from her for about 3/4 days then when she got home all she did was have a go at my brother for telling our dad what was going on.
There are probably much more but I guess I just need to see it in black and white. And I guess I need validation that this wasn't okay. It's not easy to see abuse when it's happening to you, and I struggle to see any of this as abuse or neglect.