Crazy Cat Lady
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I have been under CAMHS/out-reach teams and eating disorder services since the age of 13. I am now 23 and see a private psychologist twice a week.
My parents both had cancer when I was younger – my dad when I was about 7 years old and my mum when I was around 10. My Mum was at the hospital a lot with my Dad and I was similar age to my next door neighbour and spent a lot of time with her, at her house. I have a twin brother but he used to go to the house a few doors up.
I was quite close with the girl next door. We used to do girly things, play outside etc. It’s hard to remember what exactly happened but I remember bits, like flashes of memories. Her Dad made us play this game; he said it was a special game and he referred to this as the “bum game”. He used to make me and his daughter to things to each other whilst he watched and he told us not to tell anyone. It carried on like this for a while then he started doing things himself to us and told us to do things to him. I feel physically sick writing that. It went on for about 3 years. None of us said a thing. I should have stopped it, we should have told someone. Neither of us did. I feel bad when I feel upset because it must have been worse for her, it was her dad. My parents had no idea what was going on, but I can’t blame them; my dad had cancer and then my mum had cancer. My dad sprayed some aftershave at the weekend and it really affected me. I felt a lot of physical pain. I also get horrible memories when I smell smoke. He always used to smell of smoke and used to put lots of aftershave on. He said it was for us. I feel so ashamed, so guilty, so dirty. I started to talk a bit in therapy today but cried all the way through – is this normal? I feel so angry for crying and talking. I haven’t felt for so long, disconnecting, blocking things out……
I put what happened between 7-10 away in a little box in my head, never thinking it would be a problem.
I failed my entry test for the local good secondary school and was allocated the worse school. It was really “rough” but didn’t think too much about it. I started to get bullied, in particular from two boys. With one of them, it just stayed psychological but the other one, it turned sexual. He made me do things on webcam to myself. I feel disgusted. I feel strange writing that. It then turned physical. He made me do things. His brother got involved. Oh god…. I can’t write anymore.
I feel so overwhelmed, so low. The thoughts to cut are so strong. I wish the memories didn’t exist, I wish none of this happened.
My Psych is great. I've been seeing her twice a week since October and only just saying a small few things about what happened. I couldn't hold back the tears today. I feel so bad for crying.
I also said at the end I worry if it will upset her/affect her. She listened and emphasied I worry about others too much. I felt she was a little upset - I was crying throughout the whole session.... I guess it's okay if she shows compassion towards what happened?
I still freeze up when she asks me whether I feel able to share a bit about what happened. I think I tend to dissociate and seem to stare into space and feel really strange.
My parents both had cancer when I was younger – my dad when I was about 7 years old and my mum when I was around 10. My Mum was at the hospital a lot with my Dad and I was similar age to my next door neighbour and spent a lot of time with her, at her house. I have a twin brother but he used to go to the house a few doors up.
I was quite close with the girl next door. We used to do girly things, play outside etc. It’s hard to remember what exactly happened but I remember bits, like flashes of memories. Her Dad made us play this game; he said it was a special game and he referred to this as the “bum game”. He used to make me and his daughter to things to each other whilst he watched and he told us not to tell anyone. It carried on like this for a while then he started doing things himself to us and told us to do things to him. I feel physically sick writing that. It went on for about 3 years. None of us said a thing. I should have stopped it, we should have told someone. Neither of us did. I feel bad when I feel upset because it must have been worse for her, it was her dad. My parents had no idea what was going on, but I can’t blame them; my dad had cancer and then my mum had cancer. My dad sprayed some aftershave at the weekend and it really affected me. I felt a lot of physical pain. I also get horrible memories when I smell smoke. He always used to smell of smoke and used to put lots of aftershave on. He said it was for us. I feel so ashamed, so guilty, so dirty. I started to talk a bit in therapy today but cried all the way through – is this normal? I feel so angry for crying and talking. I haven’t felt for so long, disconnecting, blocking things out……
I put what happened between 7-10 away in a little box in my head, never thinking it would be a problem.
I failed my entry test for the local good secondary school and was allocated the worse school. It was really “rough” but didn’t think too much about it. I started to get bullied, in particular from two boys. With one of them, it just stayed psychological but the other one, it turned sexual. He made me do things on webcam to myself. I feel disgusted. I feel strange writing that. It then turned physical. He made me do things. His brother got involved. Oh god…. I can’t write anymore.
I feel so overwhelmed, so low. The thoughts to cut are so strong. I wish the memories didn’t exist, I wish none of this happened.
My Psych is great. I've been seeing her twice a week since October and only just saying a small few things about what happened. I couldn't hold back the tears today. I feel so bad for crying.
I also said at the end I worry if it will upset her/affect her. She listened and emphasied I worry about others too much. I felt she was a little upset - I was crying throughout the whole session.... I guess it's okay if she shows compassion towards what happened?
I still freeze up when she asks me whether I feel able to share a bit about what happened. I think I tend to dissociate and seem to stare into space and feel really strange.