Lois I am so sorry it upset you, and I am sorry you had to go through what you did when you were a child. 
I hear what you are all saying.
*I have messaged the PO what he said about the fantasy.
*I have seen a phone at argos for a tenner so I am going to get one later today.
From listening to you all, I guess I am minimising it. Thinking about it, this is always what my mother did regarding anything that she did to me.
One minute she'd be stamping her feet like a toddler and screaming in my face how much she "fucking hates me" (I was 13 at the time) and how I've "fucking ruined her life" (because her disgusting toyboy boyfriend left her) and "why am I even here" and the next it would be do you want a cup of tea.
She's rip up my school work cause it was "in her way" then act like nothing had happened.
She'd watch her boyfriend call me names, chase me up the stairs, drill the locking handle off the bathroom door to get to me, shake me til I couldn't breathe and threaten me that "something nasty would happen to me" unless I went to go and live at my dads (who also expressly said he didn't want me but would go on to take in my abusive bitch of a sister) and then when I crawled to her crying would say "you shouldn't have made him angry" ( I walked away from him when he was talking).
She threatened me, screamed at me, manipulated me, broke my things, read my diary and laughed at me, hit me, ignored me for days as a child even when I spoke or touched her, threw things at me, ridiculed me, took me to a psychiatrist when I was 15 because she discovered I was cutting myself with razor blades and rubbing dirt in the wounds (though insisted on sitting in on every session and when he said he'd need to speak to her boyfriend, she took me out and stopped the sessions), she has always told me I've got "mental problems", when DS was born she criticised everything I did, shoved her way into the room and got in my face when I was having a terrible 23 hr labour even though I expressly said to her I didn't want her there (I was in so much pain I couldn't even talk to get her away)
One time when SHE was 30 mins late to pick me up to meet her sister, she started screaming how I was making her late as I was putting baby DS' coat on then when I asked her to stop screaming at me she said "what kind of mother are you?" and threatened to ring social services on me and get DS taken away.
My dad told me once when I was little I was in the bath crying because of my ears (chronic probs and now hearing probs) that she lost it cause I "wouldn't shut up" and starting beating me and he had to "drag her off me".
Whenever I tried to bring it up and ask why, I was "making it up" or "i'm the one with mental problems", or "you're so over emotional".
So I guess that's how I got used to just filing it away. That's why I don't speak to her any more, because like Lois I can't pretend its the "Disney family" she wants.
There's also my sister, my father, and his wife thrown into the mix, but i'd be here all day.
So when I got adoration and princess-treatment from 'him', a bit of abuse that happened and then was minimised and brushed under the carpet seemed almost....normal.
It still does in a way.
I know that's fucked. I know I am fucked.