Anonymous wrote:I was largely abandoned by my dad. He was an alcoholic.
He was either out drinking somewhere, or home getting drunk or passed out. I learned to avoid him or face down his rage. He checked out of family life and was emotionally and physically unavailable.
I keep everyone at a distance. I'm easily hurt and sensitive to others' moods and tend to take everything personally. It's very difficult for me to trust people and sustain relationships with other women, yet I was intensely focused on dating/boyfirend relationships as a very young teenager and adult. Married for 25 years.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:This is a really sad thread. Sending love to you all.
+1
Tears for you all. Sending love and hope your way.
On the surface, your reactions are sweet, but I just want to let you know that such responses can actually be very unhelpful. The people here who have had difficult childhoods are commiserating and sharing in way that can be cathartic. Pity cheapens the process and can also be very silencing because no one wants to feel as if they are an object of pity. Reactions like these are why I rarely speak about my childhood experiences to anyone who is not a sibling or my spouse. I am actually more bothered by pity than by being stigmatized for not coming from a "perfect" family.
FWIW, I do not feel that I need anyone to cry for me. The past cannot be changed, but in the years since leaving my parents' house and distancing myself from them, I have created for myself the kind of life that I always wanted. I chose to break the cycle by selecting a loving, loyal, stable man to marry and he is an excellent husband and father. I have a child whom I lavish with the devotion, dedication, and care that I was never shown. I am also successful in my career. The past does not have to poison the future. Scars remain in that I am still reticient to open my heart to new people and I keep my circle small to protect myself. But I also have better judgment than most people and am an excellent judge of character. I am also getting better with age. I am only in my early 30s and I am confident that, as I continue to make good decisions and select the right people to share my life, my trust in people and life will return.
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Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:This is a really sad thread. Sending love to you all.
+1
Tears for you all. Sending love and hope your way.
Anonymous wrote:This is a really sad thread. Sending love to you all.
Anonymous wrote:I wish I was abandoned for good by my parents early on. Instead, I had to deal with both coming and going my entire childhood through my early adulthood and treating me callously, until I cut them off. I remember coming home at age 5 to find my mother gone. It was weeks before I knew that she had left the country to escape my abusive father, leaving me completely at his mercy. My father was always getting put out of the house, or voluntarily leaving with whoever his latest mistress was, for years at a time. And then he would return and my siblings and I would be forbidden from talking about his absence or acting as if anything was wrong. He beat my siblings and I, beat my mother. She beat us. We beat each other. Just an unstable, violent childhood characterized by both parents coming and going. They both meet the criteria for a couple of serious mental illnesses each.
Like the other posters in this thread, I am verrrry wary of people. I take a long time to open up and am always waiting for signs a person is untrustworthy. I am especially standoffish with women because my mother hurt and disappointed me the most because I loved and needed her more. People think I am stern and cold, but in reality, I am just hurt and cannot take any more betrayal. I have many acquaintances, but few friends.