I have posted many times on here about my childhood under different names if this sounds familiar.
Quick history - born lived with parents - 6 weekends sent to grandparents - 10 months back to parents - back and forth a few times - 3 years send full time to gps after my dad left and never looked back - would see mum 3/4 times a year - 11yrs back to mum + abusive in all the ways Step 'dad'
I just found out that after the last time I was sent to my GPs I wouldn't look or speak to the relative that brought me for a long time.
I also used to have really vivid dreams and wake up screaming for my mum to save me. I would mostly dream that I was trapped in a fire but that she could save me.
I have been going to a therapy for over a year now and will bring this up. But I am a little shook and very sad for little me. It doesn't help that my DC is that age and I am thinking of him in that situation.
Speaking about some of the 'worse' stuff hasn't evoked such a reaction. I feel a bit crushed. I know it is 30 years ago and I shouldn't feel sorry for myself, but I feel sorry for that small little girl, me.
I'm mostly venting but any advice is appreciated.