I love my life now and have a wonderful husband, however, lately I have started ruminating on my past and I know this is bad for me. I have a chronic illness and feel the stress of reliving negative stuff affects my symptoms. On the other hand I enjoy ruminating and thinking about what I could say to my DM about how she failed me when I was a teenager (I have a good relationship with her and her partner is ill so I don't want to bring it all up now).
I have only quite recently realised how bad my teen years were. I had previously been ashamed of how I behaved and felt I deserved what happened but now I feel differently. My dm left my physically violent df when I was 14 for another man and then prioritised this man over me. I was left with my df, who I did not have a good relationship with and who was not emotionally caring to me. I started skipping school, drinking, having sex with older men, sniffing glue. Nobody noticed or cared. By 16 I was pregnant and became a single mother. Still living with my difficult df. At 18 I moved in with an older man who I now realise was coercively controlling. He was vile. Again nobody did anything to help get me out, boost my self esteem etc. My dm lived with her partner and had a spare room but I wasn't allowed to stay with them and my df relished telling me how she didn't want me now, I was inconvenient to her etc. This might have been true but why tell me that? Why not tell me how he loved and treasured me?
I eventually got out and after sleeping on df's sofa with my son for a while I got my own flat and my life began to get better and I very luckily met my dh who is a lovely caring father and husband. So I know I should concentrate on this positive present and not my horrible past, but it rears its ugly head now and again. Lately it's because I heard a podcast that described coercive control and how it can escalate to violence and danger and I feel so angry that nobody recognised this or did anything. But I also find reading about coercive control very validating, that this behaviour is now recognised as abuse. Getting angry about it feels good at the time but I know that I am only hurting myself by going over these negative events in the period of my life when I was so unhappy and vulnerable and my family didn't do enough to help me.
I regret so badly that I missed out on so much between 14 and 20. Going to uni, having fun, going to raves! I even feel envious of people who took ecstacy etc which I never did as I had a child. I never made any really good, supportive friends either.
So I would like some advice about how to put this behind me and stop my mind going over what happened. I think part of it is I want to be sure I don't forget any details, in case I do have a conversation with my dm one day (my df is dead so I feel that side of things is resolved). Or - this would be so satisfying to me- if the police ever contacted me to ask me about the coercive controlling bastard because he must have carried on doing it to other women, probably worse. Thank you for reading this far.