@SparklingMarkling until a while ago I probably would have said no. I was always told I was dramatic/ thought too much/ over reacted. Told you are fine. Told to cop on/ snap out of it.
My GPs who I loved mostly raised me. My mum saw me a few times a year. Haven't met my dad. My mum decided she wanted me to live with her aged 12. I had a sort of step dad. He wasn't physically abusive. But very very controlling. It's hard to describe and I know this is miniscule but it is a way I can easily remember what he was like. If I polished the coffee table in the sitting room I had to be very careful to take things off one as a time, polish, then put it back into the exact right spot. But he still wouldn't do it himself! Mum used not be allowed into the sitting room, she eat in the kitchen, I eat at the dining room table and he eat on the couch. I was allowed watch TV with him. But he was weird he sometimes put on porn/ other very unsuitable shows.
Him and my mum used to drink way too much. I thought drinking was just what you did. We used to go drinking together also. Off on big pub crawls all day (me and step dad) from about age 16. One time though I hadn't eaten all day I got a take away (noodles) I put half it on my plate when we got home. He said don't eat all that or you will end up a fat b#tch like your mum. At that point I was about a size 8 I had previously been size 6 and you could see my all my chest bones. Him and my mum were no longer together at this point but I still saw him regularly because I stupidly thought I loved him and he loved me(in a dad way). I do think in his own way he did love me. He has since died.
I still have a faint scar of a cross on my leg where I 'tried to carve some good into me' when I was about 14.
With my GPs they had loads of kids, and some were close to my age. I have gotten over this, but I used to feel very excluded. Still do sometimes. Like I am told I was raised the same and 'I am one of them' but then also told things like 'will you get out of this pic, we want one of just the close family, we will take one with you next' so there is a pic of all the siblings, then the siblings and me. It's silly but upsetting. They used to say I was dramatic and loved to throw tantrums. I think I was an upset little girl
My grandfather died when I was 18 I didn't take that well. My gran died when I was 25 and my aunt like a sister died when she was only 32. They all hit me pretty hard.
But I have done stupid very impulsive things. I have restrained myself a good few times too but not always. Often put myself into very stupid and dangerous situations, but that isn't where the worst things happened. 1st time I was raped though I was 15 at some posh peoples house party. Got drunk and fell asleep on a couch. 2nd time I again was drunk at uni so instead of walking home decided I would get a taxi. Been a few other incidents but these two made it to police (not my choice)
Sorry I am completely blathering and all over the place. Everyone has their stories.
@TheYear2000 I was seeing a psychiatric nurse for a few months. She said if I want to try see the consultant then she could refer me but the waiting list was very long and as I am not a huge risk to myself she didn't think I would be seen or added to a course