After convincing myself that I had put my childhood behind me, I have finally admitted to myself that I have been completely shaped my it.
When I was small both my parents were very heavy drinkers. Being a Mum myself I not really just cannot fathom the complete lack of neglect that went with those weekend binges.
I remember as a small child checking my Mum to see if she was still alive. These are very early memories. I remember finding her in the kitchen during an argument with my Dad with a bread knife to her wrist.
Later my Dad went tee total, and things should have improved, but actually he started working away from home. Often I would have to put my mum to bed under a barrage of abuse. If I left her I also got abuse. I'd get my sisters tea. I tried to shelter her from the worst of it. We just got out of the house and stayed out. I remember screaming at my Dad because I thought he'd killed her by hitting her. My mum only stuck up for us if it meant she could get one over on my Dad. We were like pawns in a game between the pair of them. I lost count of the time one of them threatened to take us away from the other in the heat of an argument.
My Mum can be incredibly emotionally manipulative. Just recently, when we dared to disagree with her she told us that she had high blood pressure, and if she had a stroke it would be our fault. Just as the state of her marriage has always been our fault. My Dad is hugely critical, particularly to me.
I remember as a young adult. In my 20s waking up sobbing on a regular basis. I don't know why, but I knew it involved my Dad. I tried to put all those thoughts and memories to bed and built a life with my husband.
But last year my marriage broke down, and I have had to accept that behaviours I have learned, and ways I respond to people are as a result of my childhood.
I feel happiest looking after others, but also feel incredibly upset and stressed when I don't feel I'm doing enough. I'm terrified of authority figures. I cannot cope with anger or shouting. I cannot cope with criticism, I will dwell on it for days. All my life I have struggled to feel like I belong or fit in. I feel like an outsider. I pretty much always have a low level anxiety. That's just normal for me. I sometimes panic at intimacy. I panic when I feel I've let people down. I am the ultimate people pleaser. I'm convinced that people are angry with me all the time. I'm worried that if they are upset or angry it's my fault. All my adult life, I have been convinced I'm a bed person.
I feel like I have made a huge mess of my life already and I'm desperate to do something about it. Financially things are tight, so counselling would be a challenge. But I want to change. I don't want my life to be dictated by my past, but I don't know where to start.
Does anyone have any success stories, because I feel at a loss? Please help.