@Mascotte
I've NC'd for this one just because it's quite outing, which is absolutely fine if someone recognises me, but I don't necessarily want it connecting to information I have divulged in other posts.
I just wanted to say I'm sorry your parents did what they did. Since I don't know them, I can't know their reasons for them sending them to whichever school they sent you to. Have you ever talked to them or do you not have that kind of relationship? My DH is in the same boat. He went to boarding school. A hideously old fashioned all boys one. His brother is seriously mentally scarred from his time there. My DH not so much as he is very easy going. I was totally and utterly against boarding schools and private schools in general having had a previous partner who also went to private school and he was also miserable and I had been to state and had a fab time. I once even had a blazing row with DH's dad about how absolutely awful and selfish and hideous the system was and the parents that sent their child away...
Then I went overseas, met DH, married and had a baby. We moved to another foreign country where DD grew up and went to the very small local primary. Then the time was coming for us to move again and we had a very difficult decision to make.
In consultation with our DD we agreed that she would go to boarding school. It was a hard decision, made harder by the fact DD has dyspraxia but due to DH's job and the country we were moving to, we had no choice. We looked at loads of schools online and chose one we thought she might like. We went to visit it and she loved it. Did the entrance assessment and was accepted.
And although it's hard to be away from each other, she seriously adores it. It's a very small school, not famous, middle of the road for results, but pastoral care is excellent. 30% of the children are on scholarships and even more on bursaries. Her housemistress is a huggy lady and DD loves hugs. She has totally blossomed in the school (she was badly bullied in her primary school because of her colour), her confidence and abilities have come on in leaps and bounds and it was the best decision we could possibly have made. She is now desperate to return to be with her friends.
When she is at school, we speak most days, although she regularly gets chatting with her friends and forgets! The three of us chat about all sorts of things, what we have all been up to etc and then sometimes, just she and I have a chat and she tells me about more personal stuff, fallouts with friends (rare), or anything she is struggling with. She knows that if she is properly unhappy (not just unhappy because she had a bad maths lesson or had a disagreement with a friend), then we will look at other options. And we have raised her such that she is MORE than happy to speak up when something vexes her!

I guess after all that blabbering, what I wanted to say it that I'm genuinely sorry you had a miserable time at school, like my husband, but not all schools are awful and some children really, genuinely have a fab time. I wish you could talk to her so you would know it wasn't just wishful thinking or burying my head in the sand!