Summary of my abuse (well, I use ?summary? in the looses (sp!) way possible )
Mother
Is a mainly a child. Was like my sisters lackey, sister bullied me, mother laughed along. In her 'parent' role constant stream of criticism about clothes, cleanliness, manners, accent, way I spoke, things I said deemed inappropriate, my friends etc. Nothing ever good enough for her. All this done with a sneer/looking down nose at me. Lot of screaming and shouting from her.
Sister
A bully. Humiliated me in every way possible, in front of anyone friends/relatives/strangers. 'Oh don't be so stupid Ally', 'Fancy not knowing that' 'Look at you, you pig'. She would always make friends with my friends, then turn them against me when the came round to play. I remember shutting her and my bf out of my room once I was so devastated by her turning against me. My bf looked upset and confused ie how did this happen. My sister was very good at mimicking, making people laugh, at her cruel impersonations and twisting words. I could never argue against her. She would take the mick out of me for being gullible and naive, ie when I was 6/7 telling me santa was coming down street, I went to look que hysterical laughter from her. I remember her doing 2 nice things for me in my life.
Lot of screaming and shouting from sister as well.
Dad
Lived in study on computer/reading books or at pub or at work. Would sporadically appear in the evening when the shouting and yelling got too loud to shut us up then bugger off again. I believe he became a part time alcoholic when I was in my later teens when he lost his job. Not permanently pissed, but 4/5 times a week heavily pissed, drank at home too. He could be giggly and cruel or just verbally aggressive and physically aggressive to our pets. Very scary.
A lot of yelling and deep rumbling angry voice from father as well...
Realisation
I was 16 and got my GCSE results, I had not revised. Three B's and a C...I was in shock, tears, shaking, saying over and over 'I got a B I got a B I got a B'. Then after a few more minutes more feelings flooded in 'I've been lied to!' Ie by mother and sister. Sister told me outright since earliest memories I was 'thick fat and stupid' and made sure I knew it in numerous ways. My mother indicated it ie talking to me in a 'ittle baby' voice, giving me tablets (not my sister, I suggested, she refused, my mother insisted I take them) for my intelligence. And just a general unspoken thing between my mother and father I was aware of that my sister was the intelligent, funny, artistic one.
The Rage
From 16 to 21. Screamed and shouted at my mother and sister as soon as they opened their mouth so I didn't have to hear one more nasty word from them. It half killed me, hurting my mother, hurting myself.
The Forgiveness
At 21. Felt at peace, like I forgave them both
The Memories
When I moved out I think prompted it. My mothers all 'sad' I'm moving out when I knew she had been bitching behind my back with dad about me moving out and being just horrid to me at home, really spiteful at times.
The White Child at Last
When I met my bf, future dh. Ideal dh material, my mother wanted to camp out, come and see us, we'll come and see you, oh we do enjoy it etc. My sister was finally talked about to relatives in hushed tones on the phone while I was sung from the rooftops. I felt a tad bit bitter about it.
The 'I can't take the lies anymore!!! aaggghhhh!!!!'
Refused to play jolly hockey sticks with my mother when I announced I was married and pg. Cumulating in emotionally blackmailing/verbally aggressive calls (reminded me of childhood with her) so I sent a letter to cut contact with her as I was shaking at her phone calls to me ie stress + heavily pg do not mix. When my dd was just 2 mths old (what was I thinking!!) I sent another letter saying I wanted no further contact, and explained why this was ie 3 examples of her abusive behaviour. Done in a very ?adult? way.
Mothers response
Cards to me and dh after first letter, which set me off feeling panicy (sp?) each time I saw them come in the post. Then when I got home from hospital with dd, still woozy from birth/exhaustion/small baby/confusion/drugs her and father turn up on doorstep Mother has abdabs in front of us, luckily I was in car with dd and my dh came out and sorted it. Turns out (months later dh tells me) she said I was being ?mean and spiteful? (funny, she always had me down as the ?caring? one for the last 28 years?), that she was a ?nice? person not a ?monster?, that she had been to a medium and she had told her that our dead family ie grandparents/aunts/uncles/god etc wanted us to be together and it was up to my mother to do this, that she loved me, no matter what I thought (I heard that bit, it was shouted) (since when has what I thought mattered to her anyway?!) and she loved my dd. Que black grey depression, guilt, fear descending upon me for about a year or so .
Then after my second letter she sent one back, I entitled ?la la la I can?t hear you? . Totally misinterpreted my examples then 3 pages of what a fantastic childhood I had. 3 pages of what a crap childhood she had and 3 pages on how great grandparents are. And then a constant stream of cards/postcards/presents addressed to my (20 mth) dd directly or me or dh. And in autumn a knock on the door about 7 at night and 14 bin bags of my childhood toys dumped on the pavement. And not forgetting her ?memorial? of me. A picture of me as a 6 yr old ?in loving memory of my dear dd ally?. Strangely I am now alive again as have received presents/cards from her this week.
Father?s response
Came to see me alone (I asked), with presents/cards etc from mother. Asked he respect my wishes and not bring anything. So the next time he came he brought things that ?were not from my mother? when they blatantly were. I sent a text saying not to come again due to items from mother and I would contact when I was ready. Also felt sick and stressed at his visits (again?what was I thinking with child under 4 mths?!) Not contacted again as he has phoned once (I changed our number) and sent a couple of letters (1 unopened 1 a blackmailing, sign this and my dd can get extra interest on this savings account) Oh and he brought my mother to see me 2 days after dd birth and he brought her and bin bags this year.
Sister?s response
Silence again. She spat dummy when I met dh. I do think she actually believed she was the pretty/intelligent/slim one and that she would get a dh first/pg first. She rejected me after I met dh as, I think, because I did not tell her first about him. But I did not feel emotionally safe telling her that I had met the man of my dreams. That would have been asking for a verbal beating. She wanted to be close to me, however at the expense of me being ?me?. And to do what she wanted. And to freely criticise me.
How I am today
Pretty good! It?s been hard. I still feel numbness towards my family, occasional flashes of sadness and hurt but I tend to automatically suppress that. I?m feeling more and more this is a good decision. I am always aware that my dd is missing out on a relationship with gp and aunt but the emotional cost to me to let her have this, even indirectly is too high. I cannot be around them without experiencing anger/rage/frustration. The guilty feeling is lessening, my mother and father and sister all expected me to ?look after? them. And this I will not do anymore. It?s a bit like abandoning a litter of puppies, tho not cute one?s . If they came back to me and said they acknowledged my childhood and the pain it caused me, I honestly think I would take the apology, work with it, and not let them back in my life. I just never had any trust with them and my feelings, even as a 2 year old I remember not wanting to be around them. I have seen a therapist for 3.5 years now, and I?m getting through it?had a breakthrough recently?will see how that pans out in the new year.
As for this thread
Since Nov 06 when I joined this thread, I have not felt alone and I feel NORMAL!! So many people sweep under the carpet how their family treat them. You think to yourself ?this is not RIGHT? and you go back to family and question it and they say ?its NORMAL? its you who is ?abnormal?. And your feelings remain invalidated and you feel unsure of yourself, of your gut feelings which say ?I don?t want to be around you anymore!!? and think that you can?t not see them?their ?family?. But at the end of the day, it?s all about how YOU feel. Because you cannot make other people happy. Only they can do that. I really hope this post helps another person to have a ?realisation? of how their family treats them. Its life changing to break free. And you can do it, you are strong enough, and with this thread none of us are alone with these feelings of hurt and pain and anger anymore or with breaking free from the family that binds us.
Cheesy bit is over now?
BTW?only took a few hours to write this?trying to get my ?longest post every? title back since Bearsmom took it