I'm sorry school didn't help you either. For me school was scary for a while but ended up being an outlet where I eventually felt safe. Unfortunately, nobody there noticed the abuse or took overt action, they helped educate me to where I was mentally stronger and able to set boundaries with my abusers. I think that my parents felt pressure by their kids going to school to do better at least for appearance sake.
First you are very welcome! :hug:
Im so glad that you at least had school & that they were able to help in what sounds like a big way, even if they didnt take notice. Setting boundries is something thats so very important, then and now! Im just learning how to set boundries at 34. Its hard so im so happy you had that!
I was bullied in school pretty bad in elementry, middle, & high school and had just 1 or 2 friends if any at all. My parents had good 'world faces' so theres very few times school took notice of anything. But school was a place still i tried to stay longer in, it was the better of the two...until i later found the christian youth center in high school & spent a ton of time there helping out in the office & stuff.
I have recently remembered a near suicide attempt as a 6 year old. I took the biggest knife from the kitchen with the intent to plunge it through my heart. This came as a flashback accompanied by suicidal depression and hopelessness feelings, which I am still dealing with on a daily basis.
I'm also experiencing anxiety as chest pain panic attacks. But I want to clarify that I do not think that I stabbed myself at all at this point. I think it was the fear of the pain that I'm feeling perhaps?
Perhaps. I have MASSIVE anxiety & i rarely know why, though my therapist says its the past in general. If it helps, i found an app for anxiety called What's Up (i have an android & there are others for both android & iphone, just search anxiety). I combined one of the brething exersizes with one of metaphors that helpes the best & i can normally stop the anxiety but if its in the 'red zone' it doesnt work so because i have massive anxiety i also take an anxiety med.
Hope that helps some! :hug:
My first sucide attempt i was 8 (that i can remember anyway, it sad that a 6 or 8 yr old even knows what that is!) I jumped off the roof of our house. We lived in a 1 story house so i didnt even hurt myself (i guess thats the mind of an 8 yr old) but it was very much my intention, so its the first one counted by me.
I think about suicide every day and have since, not always fully suicidal of course, but later when i was 14 my mom gave me a loaded gun & begged me to commit suicide and i find myself wishing i would of and feeling rather hopeless.
This site helps though, there are a ton of caring people here!
I have no memory of using it to fight off a perp. I do remember having to grab a nearby rock to fight off my mom from drowning my sister and I in the river. It worked. I later used rocks or carried heavy things when I was afraid. I can see the origins of these subconscious decisions now.
So this turned to cooking later, and I love to chop and cook fresh veggies. This is all part of going back and seeing the origins of associations with objects in the environment and what things they trigger that has been unconscious for me for 38 years.
Saving your sister was SO brave of you, but im sorry you had to! Im also very happy to see it turned into something good for you! Thats awesome!
I never used a knife on my abusers either but had a plan to when i was 14; had a murder suicide plan. Have no clue if i could of gone through with it but then again i had gotten 'good' at killing small animals which was forced so a knife was fitting i suppose. I had never wanted to hurt anyone, ever, especially my own mom but i was told a ton of lies that i very much believed so i guess in my 14 yr old mind it was the only way out.
I slept with a knife under my pillow but never used it. Its a common dream, or even sometimes a day dream that i did used it and then was taken away and raised the remainder of the time in a good home. I feel bad saying that cuz i never want anyone but myself hurt.
I took the same thing used to hurt me (and kill small animals) and now hurt/punish myself. So i guess thats my connection to an object? Not good but working on it.
In these ways, some of their power over me can be diminished. But if I cannot see the connection, it is more difficult, especially with phobias.
Thats what its about, taking power back, right? And you did that, thats awesome!
You give me hope that maybe one day i can turn the knife away from myself and on something else like that!