This is going to be long so I apologise in advance.
I'm 34 and the youngest of 3 (two older brothers). I can't remember my parents ever doing anything to make me happy. I can remember going places with my aunties and uncles and then taking an interest in me but not my parents. I can't remember my parents ever asking me how was my day or anything. I was there for them to take their frustrations out on.
I wasn't a naughty child at all but I got smacked, hit with a slipper, whipped with a stick, fish slice and even a hoover. Was that normal for that era?
I have 3 children myself and I think it's me comparing myself with them. I wasn't taught to brush my teeth - a dental nurse came to school when I was in year 6 and I remember being embarrassed that everyone else knew how to use a toothbrush and I didn't. I didn't know I had to wash my hands after the toilet until I was late teens. My auntie taught me how to shampoo my hair at 14!!
I was never encouraged at school (my brothers were) I wasn't allowed to stay on for 6th form. They didn't even ask about my gcse results until mum wanted to compare with my cousins. I had to get a job so I could pay keep. My brothers were supported through college and when they were working they didn't have to pay keep. I started working at 11 because I had to buy my own sanitary towels, deodorant, school supplies. My eldest brother used his wages to buy me school clothes!
My clothes were all hand me downs from my cousins and I never once got anything I ever asked for at Christmas or birthdays. My brothers always got what they wanted and all of there clothes were brand new and named. I thought we were along but it turns out my dad was in a really high paying job (45k+ 20 years ago!) they were mortgage free and no debt. They went on a few holidays when I was little but I was left with my nan. When I got older my brothers didn't want to go anymore so mum and dad went on their own. It sounds so pathetic but I can remember being stood in my aunties kitchen when they got back and they had gifts for everyone except me.
My brother went off the rails a bit and started stealing. I was 16 and working full time at this point. He used to steal my stuff and sell it cds, clothes, perfume my parents told me it was my fault for having the stuff in the house. That's not right is it?
I met my now dh at 16 and had my first child at 19 and moved away. I have been withdrawing from them the last few years. My dh gets frustrated that they still treat me as a child. They speak to me like shit and they are always comparing me to my brothers. "I've done nothing but be a sahm but my brothers have both gone to uni and have great jobs. Their wives are beautiful and thin and I need to take a lead from their book". When my niece was born they told my SIL to be careful as I would be insanely jealous as I don't have a daughter. My sil just laughed at them and I have a great relationship with my brothers and their families.
I'm getting a lot of shit from them at the moment. They want me to move back home (to the town) as I've apparently had my fun and it's time I can home so I can look after them as they get older. They also can't forgive me for not living near them with my children as they have missed out apparently. Nothing is ever said to my brothers when they love either end of the country and have children.
I honestly don't know what to do. I'm certainly not moving back but how do I stop the guilt? I've been treated like shit for years but they still manage to make me feel like a 5 year old girl scared of them.