I never really understood why I kept attracting abusers, and stayed with them, until I realized that I had been programmed that way by my parents. I always thought that pain was just a part of love. Why should I think differently, as a child, when I had no frame of reference to compare to? As a child, a slap was always delivered with "it's for your own good". Or "of course I love you", whenever I questioned that love. If it was always justified that it was for my own good that I got whipped, slapped, pinched, screamed at, whatever. I learned to stay, because I was taught to stuff my pain, and accept it as a part of love. After being whipped, pinched, slapped or screamed at, I would cry....because IT HURT! Crying always got met with, "you better stop crying, or I'll really give you something to cry about."
This is how children grow up to accept abuse as adult. I don't know why people just don't get it. It isn't rocket science to understand that children believe everything that they are told by the people in charge of their lives and well being. Perfect example is that they believe in the Easter Bunny...Santa Clause....the Tooth Fairy. Why shouldn't they believe that love involves pain and grow into messed up grown ups?
What really hurts is the people who don't "get it" that tell us to "get over it." How is it ever possible to "get over" discovering your whole life and belief system have been built on a foundation of lies? To realize that you can NEVER get back everything you lost while trying to survive a horrific childhood? For me, I lost my education and the prime years of my life. Years that should have been spent getting a good education, building a satisfying career, building a home with a loving husband, building a normal, emotionally healthy family.
PTSD for me is the anger, depression and anxiety that comes with the realization that I can NEVER, EVER get back the things that where ripped away....all because of the antiquated child rearing practices of my parents, and their parents before them, and so on back in time.
This is how children grow up to accept abuse as adult. I don't know why people just don't get it. It isn't rocket science to understand that children believe everything that they are told by the people in charge of their lives and well being. Perfect example is that they believe in the Easter Bunny...Santa Clause....the Tooth Fairy. Why shouldn't they believe that love involves pain and grow into messed up grown ups?
What really hurts is the people who don't "get it" that tell us to "get over it." How is it ever possible to "get over" discovering your whole life and belief system have been built on a foundation of lies? To realize that you can NEVER get back everything you lost while trying to survive a horrific childhood? For me, I lost my education and the prime years of my life. Years that should have been spent getting a good education, building a satisfying career, building a home with a loving husband, building a normal, emotionally healthy family.
PTSD for me is the anger, depression and anxiety that comes with the realization that I can NEVER, EVER get back the things that where ripped away....all because of the antiquated child rearing practices of my parents, and their parents before them, and so on back in time.