In childhood my mother I believe had a mild version of munchousen's by proxy, I was always taken to docs/experts even though wasn't ever properly ill and had a disfiguring facial operation because she insisted. Along with other abuse, she was a violent alcoholic.
In adulthood, I've had issues with boundaries and saying No and being respected. I had a coerced abortion in my 20s, my partner pressured me, I didn't stand up for myself, oddly the so-called Counsellor of clinic asked if I wanted it and I said No, she then went on to say she needed my signature (and money I guess) for it to go ahead. The doctor doing it gave me a lecture on my sexual behaviour whilst doing it. I had a mental breakdown afterwards and developed psychosomatic symptoms I still live with. And there have been other instances where I have been over-ruled regarding my body in NHS.
In middle age I was hopeful I could now stand my ground. Recently I was due to have two mini operations at NHS. One I needed, the other was debatable and it had been suggested an an earlier check up appt by a different doctor that I could watch and see for a year, as no one was sure. So, I went in very clear, that I wanted procedure A but not B. I was firm. It was not serious, I said no. And they started persuading me, at one point, I'm sat in a tiny room with 3 medical people stood over me saying to do it. I felt bullied.
So, now I'm yet again disfigured in another visible part of my body. The scar tissue is still painful in a weird insect crawling way 3 months later. And I hate myself for not standing my ground. I keep replaying the tiny room scene over and over again in my head.
I think I'm crying so much possibly due to other times in my life.
Obviously, if I mention this in RL people just say, be grateful you don't have cancer. It's not relatable for people. So I feel deeply isolated, I don't have a support network or partner. I never normally cry. This has really impacted me, I just want to go back in time. If I got disfigured in an accident I could probably manage, but this feels so utterly pointless.
Thank you for reading this long post.