RubberDuck,
I get the seizure from my sister on the phone. But that is rare since I don't do things her way (anymore) she won't have much to do with me.
I name changed; I used to be TooManyStuffedBears.
My mother was bipolar (back then, called manic depressive) and an alcoholic. She was either on booze or vallium. My oldest sister was adopted and had the common issues associated with abandonment. She was scapegoat child, abused physically. Middle sister was the golden child; got all of mother's attention/nurturing (that was available anyway). I am the youngest, the invisible child. I was a 'tom-boy' but really just an athlete before it was ok for girls to be athletes. I was rediculed, dismissed, degraded, ignored. Shamed into silence.
I have a good part of the list of traits for ACOA. Communication is difficult because I have the tendency to over process thoughts for the possible ways that I'll be misunderstood thus rediculed, etc. My brain scatters in 8 different directions and I find it hard to trust myself in choosing which response is the right one, or the one that is expected to be heard, iykwim. Being shamed into silence removed years of developing skills.
Dad was a good sort. Workaholic in the 60's/70's to provide for the family and probably to avoid mother. He lost his hearing in WWII so there wasn't much conversation with him. He could hear with a powerful amp type hearing aid and lip read so we could talk but spontaneous conversation just didn't happen. He was quiet; more quiet for me, but it was safe for me to be with him and I was his helper-in the workshop/farm/yard etc. But he was in denial about mother's mental health issues; oldest sister had to take her to the hospital at one point.
Mother died when I was 18 (1980) (she was 54); Dad died in 1998, I am now 49.
I studied architecture in college and graduated with honors but now realize that so much time in the studio was effectively just hiding. Still no social skills-like how to deal with office politics. I was toast in the professional setting. Being a sahm was a very easy choice. Hiding out with the dc. I have two teens-18 and 16 and our surprise angel is 3. My dh is very responsible and nice but he isn't so chatty and works long hours. His dad is very chauvanstic and dh sometimes crosses the line with degradations, but I am able to call him on it in the moment and he apologizes.
My biggest problem (besides my freight train of issues) is my middle sister who shows NPD traits (not for me to diagnose not even with decades and decades of exposure) along with codependency habits. She is single/no dc/ never had a serious relationship. She transferred herself into the matriarch role after mother died and exponentially so after father died. I was sister's golden child and oldest sister was the black sheep. She had had other targets for her supply, but then slowly driped it on to me and I got to the point where enough was enough. I set severe boundaries when pregnant and have not seen her since Christmas '07 (contact gifts for bd/xmas - and the required properly written thank you notes). She has not seen my dd2 as she was so bitchy about my pregnancy that I just didn't want to see her when I gave birth or afterwards.
Sorry for the essay. No physical abuse. For years I believed I had a normal childhood...myth. The emotional abuse was negligence, lack of nurturing, no affirmations, never advocate on my behalf. No love from mother.