I'm feeling a bit isolated over this issue. My parents were both medical and both abusive.
My mom was always really guilt inducing about having to provide me and my sister with clothes. We were treated pretty much like the heroine's of fairy tales with an evil stepmother, only it was our actual mother.
We were given only very cheap, clearance items that did not fit or match. She cut our hair or took us to a school to be a guinea pig. We looked pretty much like someone to bully, and we were sometimes bullied or avoided because kids thought we were very poor. We lived in a huge new custom home and our parents had anything they wanted.
Once I received an ugly, illfitting but warm purple coat that was $2 at a consignment store for children. I didn't show enough appreciation for it, I suspect. It was given to a child for charity and I ended up with no coat all winter. People assumed it was my fault because they don't think that wealthy people abuse and neglect their kids.
I experience panic and inability to think when I go shopping. I need clothes all the time, and I have enough money to buy something I need, but I get overwhelmed by emotion at the mere thought of going shopping for myself. I have a lot of really old clothes because I can't bring myself to throw them out or go get what I need.
This has gotten severely bad to where I have rec'd bags of clothes, as my mother did, as charity. I think that perhaps I am stuck as a child and cannot move past wanting to be reparented and to have someone else buy or give the item for me. I feel I am not worth the cost of clothes still, like I was raised to think.
I Don't know. I feel shame of my body from the incest rapes and being sold as a child sex slave and the way my mother made me feel like a shameful burden my entire life. I feel deeply unhappy when I think of wanting clothes and feel very guilty for wanting to look nice.
Does anyone relate and how do I begin to deal with this?
My mom was always really guilt inducing about having to provide me and my sister with clothes. We were treated pretty much like the heroine's of fairy tales with an evil stepmother, only it was our actual mother.
We were given only very cheap, clearance items that did not fit or match. She cut our hair or took us to a school to be a guinea pig. We looked pretty much like someone to bully, and we were sometimes bullied or avoided because kids thought we were very poor. We lived in a huge new custom home and our parents had anything they wanted.
Once I received an ugly, illfitting but warm purple coat that was $2 at a consignment store for children. I didn't show enough appreciation for it, I suspect. It was given to a child for charity and I ended up with no coat all winter. People assumed it was my fault because they don't think that wealthy people abuse and neglect their kids.
I experience panic and inability to think when I go shopping. I need clothes all the time, and I have enough money to buy something I need, but I get overwhelmed by emotion at the mere thought of going shopping for myself. I have a lot of really old clothes because I can't bring myself to throw them out or go get what I need.
This has gotten severely bad to where I have rec'd bags of clothes, as my mother did, as charity. I think that perhaps I am stuck as a child and cannot move past wanting to be reparented and to have someone else buy or give the item for me. I feel I am not worth the cost of clothes still, like I was raised to think.
I Don't know. I feel shame of my body from the incest rapes and being sold as a child sex slave and the way my mother made me feel like a shameful burden my entire life. I feel deeply unhappy when I think of wanting clothes and feel very guilty for wanting to look nice.
Does anyone relate and how do I begin to deal with this?