Mine's slightly different. My parents NEVER hit me or anything. They were NOT abusive. (Yeah, sometimes I'd get spanked as a four year old. That didn't traumatize me or anything though.) For me, my trauma happened when I moved to another country. I could say that the person who sparked it was my Dad- sometimes I have flashbacks of him telling me we're moving. He was very distant though in terms of work and such after we moved- he's a really nice guy, just one of those workaholic types. I kind of called him the perpetrator since he unknowingly caused the abuse by moving us to another country.
My mother though; she didn't protect me. I was very badly bullied in middle school by the teachers and the kids, first because I was Canadian, then because I had a hearing impairment, and my fine motor skills and blah blah blah. I told my mother of every single incident of abuse, and she didn't protect me. She was even THERE once; and afterwards, when we got in the car and I said "That was unfair! How could she just SAY that?" She offered no response. It was as if she was allowing them to say and do things to me BECAUSE they were ignorant. I'm still extremely mad that she didn't stand up for me. If she had fought for me like a mother should have; maybe I wouldn't be in as big a mess as I am today- we still fight, and I can't get this PTSD thing through her head. I've said this several times over the forum, and I'll say it again- THANK GOODNESS FOR MY FRIENDS! I love them. :inlove: