I thank God and the universe every day I am no longer with my abusive ex or he might have killed me or hurt or children. When I think about how much danger we were in it makes my blood turn cold but I didn't have any perspective at that time. I couldn't see that then, I think the denial was a protective mechanism until I could get me and my children out of there.
Also, I had quite an abusive childhood, I had a crappy blueprint, and had to find myself a single parent, with awful PTSD and just emotionally and physically in pieces had to learn to parent from scratch. It was a lot, and I was very defensive with any professionals who tried to help. But I can see now that between us we saved me and my children from an awful situation until the scales could drop from my eyes and I could see that for myself.
I am now anti smacking and pro a law change in England to reflect this, I have done do much education and helped so many other women through it as well. I am a completely different person and parent.
However, I had so many messages from friends (no longer my friends), family and even strangers who thought I needed to discipline my children in a strict/abusive fashion that it was hard to think that there was another way. I remember my ex telling me I should smack my kids because otherwise they wouldn't respect me, friends telling me to make them face the wall, I watched one cut up a child's soft toy. Lots of swearing, shouting and emotional abuse. Things which at the time I thought were 'strict' and I know now are abusive. All these people would have been of the "Tustin deserves the death penalty" variety.
There are times when I shout or swear and have a bad day, and it makes me stop dead and walk away from the situation, calm down and come back fresh. Because it's hard to undo all that, it can be an automatic reaction to think "they need a bollocking" and instead realise that no, mummy needs a time out and then we get to use this as an opportunity to connect and to teach a lesson in a different sense. Hitting a child who hits just makes no sense. But neither does shouting at a child to teach them emotional regulation after they have lost their temper. I can forget that for a minute, but I am so much better than I ever though I could be at laying my own feelings aside completely and forging a different path for me and mine.
For me I had the gift of a truly vile ex partner so that I was desperate enough to leave. I really do see that as a gift. Social services were pretty rubbish (and took me exes side for a while 🙄) but I'm even grateful for them because they scared me out of enough of my denial to get help and make changes, and with the help of some amazing women, counselling, domestic violence of all kinds, and loads of groups and courses, I don't have to normalise shitty parenting and I don't have to be a shitty parent. But not everyone ever wakes up to themselves. Facing your own shortcomings and failures, and being able to live with your feelings of shame, guilt and inadequacy is fucking hard. And a lot of people would rather bury their heads in the sand than face them self. For some social services can wake them up, for others the denial is too strong. For some these cases will be a wake up call, for others they will hardly blink