I recently made the move to cut all ties with my family, with the support of my therapist. They have been really awful people to me since I was a little kid. I was having a really tough time, because every couple of months they were doing something that they knew would hurt me, and then turned around and told me I was over reacting. Both my father and sister will gladly admit they are racists and xenophobic, which I find disgusting. They aren't nice people.
For example, years ago, my younger sister was pregnant and I threw a huge shower for her. I wanted to do something nice because I was just about to move to a new state and wouldn't be around as much. She's always been a spoiled brat and has been given everything she wants from new cars to my parents' house. But I wanted to be able to help with my new niece however I could. She wanted all these specific things for her shower, I ended up spending a fortune that I really didn't have, all for her to throw a fit that she didn't get everything off her registry. When my niece was born, I was still living 5 minutes away from her, she didn't even bother telling me. I found out from Facebook a week later. My father told me that she didn't want anyone at the hospital, but pictures showed that everyone was at the hospital. My sister also had another baby a year ago, and I had no clue at all because no one told me. The worst of it was when she went and got married over the summer, and my entire family was invited, but not me and my husband.
My father has been really abusive towards me since I was a kid to the point where I was just 5 years old and was literally ripping the hair from my scalp from the fear and anxiety. My mother had bipolar disorder and made sure I knew that she didn't want me, and could get violent really quickly. She died when I was in my 20s. I hate to say it, but I haven't missed her at all. My father continues to be abusive to me, and acts like I'm a burden to everyone, but he puts my sister on a pedestal. He makes horrible comments to me, and one time I was having a panic attack after my ex husband had attempted to break into my house, and my father just screamed at me how I should have died along with my mother because I'm ruining everyone's lives.
I get really, really upset and I feel like I'm constantly having to prove my self worth to everyone. I've had issues with trying to make everyone around me happy. I'm also a perfectionist and that's the worst because I put too many high expectations upon myself. If someone criticizes me, I process it internally and then try to over correct myself. I have to constantly remind myself that I'm smart, I'm a good person, I have a good job, and I have a lot to contribute to the world.
The last time I spoke to my father was a week before my sister had her wedding, before I knew about it, and I was telling him about the house we are buying, and he got mad at me asking how I could afford to buy a house. He knows how much I make at my job, but still acts like I'm incapable of doing anything. The conversation quickly jumped to him insulting me and my husband, so I hung up. My step sister thought I was invited to the wedding and just thought I couldn't make it, so she sent me pictures by text. That hurt, they had been planning the wedding for a year.
Anyway, I've been better since I stopped talking to them, but then I sometimes get really mad that they are like that. It hurts. Like I have no one that is blood related that cares about me.
Has anyone had to do something similar? Were you able to move on, and stop feeling like crap whenever you think about it? I want to just stop thinking about it.
For example, years ago, my younger sister was pregnant and I threw a huge shower for her. I wanted to do something nice because I was just about to move to a new state and wouldn't be around as much. She's always been a spoiled brat and has been given everything she wants from new cars to my parents' house. But I wanted to be able to help with my new niece however I could. She wanted all these specific things for her shower, I ended up spending a fortune that I really didn't have, all for her to throw a fit that she didn't get everything off her registry. When my niece was born, I was still living 5 minutes away from her, she didn't even bother telling me. I found out from Facebook a week later. My father told me that she didn't want anyone at the hospital, but pictures showed that everyone was at the hospital. My sister also had another baby a year ago, and I had no clue at all because no one told me. The worst of it was when she went and got married over the summer, and my entire family was invited, but not me and my husband.
My father has been really abusive towards me since I was a kid to the point where I was just 5 years old and was literally ripping the hair from my scalp from the fear and anxiety. My mother had bipolar disorder and made sure I knew that she didn't want me, and could get violent really quickly. She died when I was in my 20s. I hate to say it, but I haven't missed her at all. My father continues to be abusive to me, and acts like I'm a burden to everyone, but he puts my sister on a pedestal. He makes horrible comments to me, and one time I was having a panic attack after my ex husband had attempted to break into my house, and my father just screamed at me how I should have died along with my mother because I'm ruining everyone's lives.
I get really, really upset and I feel like I'm constantly having to prove my self worth to everyone. I've had issues with trying to make everyone around me happy. I'm also a perfectionist and that's the worst because I put too many high expectations upon myself. If someone criticizes me, I process it internally and then try to over correct myself. I have to constantly remind myself that I'm smart, I'm a good person, I have a good job, and I have a lot to contribute to the world.
The last time I spoke to my father was a week before my sister had her wedding, before I knew about it, and I was telling him about the house we are buying, and he got mad at me asking how I could afford to buy a house. He knows how much I make at my job, but still acts like I'm incapable of doing anything. The conversation quickly jumped to him insulting me and my husband, so I hung up. My step sister thought I was invited to the wedding and just thought I couldn't make it, so she sent me pictures by text. That hurt, they had been planning the wedding for a year.
Anyway, I've been better since I stopped talking to them, but then I sometimes get really mad that they are like that. It hurts. Like I have no one that is blood related that cares about me.
Has anyone had to do something similar? Were you able to move on, and stop feeling like crap whenever you think about it? I want to just stop thinking about it.