For most of my life I could not be assertive and attracted bullies, particularly male bullies. To be bullied for me was a familiar pattern, my normal, and I absorbed and believed that I was less than and unimportant. I would take the abuse and swallow my feelings of anger until I would blow up under pressure. This caused me a great deal of trouble on more than a few occasions, and I learned to repress my feelings of anger more and more.
This inability to express my anger appropriately made me depressed and anxious and found me a new abuser - psychiatrists. Because I believed that I was deeply flawed, I bought into diagnoses that were blatantly wrong and harmful to me. All I wanted was a pill or pills that would make me better, and as I became more immersed in that system, I lost myself. Lost myself emotionally, spiritually, physically. I was anyone's victim and experienced ridicule and abuse almost every day from people I knew, as well as from strangers. I remember a period of years in which it felt like everyday was punishment for a crime that I could not remember committing.
I was as robbed of a persona as one could be when the most severe trauma of my life happened, and when it did, I lost everything and ceased to be human. It was what an alcoholic would call hitting bottom. I simply could go no lower.
It took an incident as severe as what happened to me to begin to understand what had been happening in my life. Like an alcoholic, once I admitted the problem, things began to change for me. I learned to love myself and accept myself for who I was, as well as to accept all the things that happened to me. No longer in denial, I resolved to learn from my experiences, so that I could teach my children how to protect themselves and live their lives with dignity and a true sense of self esteem.
It is still a struggle for me on a daily basis, and on those occasions that I cannot muster enough love for myself, I remember God's love for me and press on. I don't know if I am succeeding in my goal to help my kids have different lives, but I will never stop trying.
I wish everyone else who is living that struggle peace, strength and the ability to love themselves too.