Tonight something brought a memory flooding back. Of being pinned to the bed as a teen by my dad so my mum could squeeze my spots. I was screaming and saying I'd do it myself, even bit my dad on one occasion trying to escape.
This is batshit, isn't it? Completely unacceptable? Just trying to gauge how bad it was.
I also got shouted at a lot, basically I seemed to be unacceptable to them for unclear reasons. They screamed at each other a lot too. I know it was their own stresses being taken out on me but my heart breaks for my younger self. I was suicidal through my teens, and little bits of happiness were snatched away by weird control freakery from them. Parents just seemed to have no clue let alone actually be supportive. They caused me to feel suicidal.
I entered adulthood messed up, it has affected my whole life. (Obvs left home at 18.) Couldn't get suitable mental health treatment as was viewed as middle class privileged girl who couldn't possibly have any problems.
Took a long time to work through what happened to me as a young adult, trauma when I needed help. (By this I mean the stuff that happened to me after I left home.) Not able to live normally until my mid 30s.
Pregnant with my first now and it's bringing memories of teen years back. I thought it was all past. My parents are great now and have been for years. They seemed to be loads better once I left home at 18.
I can't afford counselling atm. Also thought I was past all this (having had therapy and reflected a lot).
I think I'm posting for reassurance or knowing it's not just me, or something.