AMAZINWOMAN, thank you so much for your post. I can tell from what you have said that you and I did have a very similar childhood experience and I think only somebody else who has been through what I went through could possibly understand how I feel.
So much of your post has struck a chord with me. What you said here "...it was mainly me as I was the eldest." Same here. It was definately mainly me who got the absolute worst of my dad's vicious, nasty and cruel emotional and psychological abuse. My middle sister, who is 5 years younger than me got abused a little bit and my youngest sister who is 8 years younger than did not really get abused by him at all, in fact he seemed to genuinely love and care about her. Also, whatever little abuse by my dad that my middle sister did suffer was hugely 'counteracted' by the closeness she had with my mother. My mother clearly loved and had bonded closely with both my sisters, so even if they felt like our dad did not love them, as I did, they at least were secure in the knowledge that our mother loved them unconditionally. But I did not have that security, I had the opposite if anything. I did not feel as if my mother loved me at all. I felt like i was an irritation and annoyance to her, i could sense even as a child that she didn't understand me, didn't feel any bond or connection with me, but at the same time i could see that she did have a close bond and connection with both my sisters.
So, i can completely relate to what you said here "I was never hugged or embraced as I was growing up but my siblings were! I still remember the pain from being 16 years old and walking into the living room, my Mum was hugging my siblings and just gave me a filfthy look as I walked in. I felt like an outsider in my own family." I have always felt like an outsider in my own family, they made me feel like that. I didn't feel like a wanted and valued member of the family, i felt like i was an annoyance, a nuisance, the odd one out, the black sheep. And yet i was no different to my sisters, i hadn't done anything to deserve to be treated so badly, no child ever deserves to be abused.
Again, what you wrote here is so true for me too "When my children were born, I strongly believed that my kids have a right to know their extended family. So I made all the effort. I also had the naive thought that maybe they would change, becoming a parent changed me and I hoped that maybe they would too." That is EXACTLY what I have been going through. When my youngest sister had her first DC last year I naively thought that she would go through the same huge changes that i went through after having my DC's. But i gradually came to the realisation that she was not going to change. My middle sister has only just had her first DC, so only time will tell if she changes in any way as a result. But like you I made lots of effort to try and maintain a close relationship with my sisters after my DC's were born, but my sisters simply were not interested and I got hurt over and over again.
I think this is where I am right now "I went through a really bad time a few years ago and wasn't able to call or visit them." I don't want to call or visit them, i want to stay away from them and i want them to stay away from me. I don't even want to go and see my middle sister who has just had her first DC only a week ago. They have both hurt me too much and i know they will keep on hurting me every time i have any sort of contact with them. Staying away from them and keeping them away from me is a survival/protective mechanism to stop myself from being hurt over and over again.
Again i totally agree with you here "Family should be there for you, or at least try, if you have a difficiult time." My family have NEVER once been there for me through any difficulties i have encountered. My sisters as i have already said, instead of having some sympathy and compassion and understanding for me after finding out how much i have been hurt by our parents, have been hugely judgmental, critical and shown a complete lack of understanding towards me. They didn't even bother reading a letter i sent them a couple of years ago in which i talked about the abuse for the first time ever, until then i had not spoken about it to anybody, not a soul since it first started when i was 10 years old. I had kept completely quiet about it for 26 years.
I think I am going in the same direction that you did. You said "So now I don't make any effort". This is where I am now, or at least where I am heading. Whereas before i would make so much effort to call/visit etc etc, now i have simply stopped. I remember after my youngest sister had her baby, i invited her to come over to my place and she made loads of excuses about it being a long way etc (I am around 1.5 hours drive away from her) and kept putting off coming over. And yet she managed to go on holiday abroad for a week with her baby months before she made it to my house. And I have 2 young DC's and yet we always made the effort to go to her place if we had to.
"I am still invited to weddings and funerals (it's a small family so hardly happens!) as they are good at the "show" of being family." I am also invited to family events, but the difference is that i have a huge family, lots of aunts and uncles and cousins etc. But i have stayed away from all these events as i don't want to see my parents. Given time i think perhaps i might attend more of these events as i want my DC's to get to know their extended family, but i feel there is no rush, it will happen when i am ready.
You say that at your last family gathering, you found it really stressful. I can imagine it being the same for me. Do you feel it is worth enduring the stress for the sake of your DC's? Is that why you continue to go to family gatherings?
For my part, i feel that i would rather try and 'create' a 'new' extended family for my DC's, made up of friends who treat me well and care about me and respect me instead of feeling that the only family my DC's have got are my old family. I have yet to actually 'create' this new family, but i am working on it; I am making new friends and building relationships with people who i consider to be healthy, kind, caring, reliable ie all the things my old family were not and probably will never be.
And last but not least, I wholeheartedly agree with you here "The good news though, is that I'm dertermined that my kids don't have the same childhood that I had. I hug my kids daily (to their annoyance!)
when I look at my kids age and how I was at their age, I've broken the cycle" Me too.