Obviously, I'm not a child of separated parents, however I think my parents did more damage to me and the other children by staying together.
I was talking to an old family friend this evening, and she said that she saw that I was 'processing' and thinking about things deeply from a very young age, and she very delicately suggested that it was directly related to how things were at home, as to why I was that way from a young age.
I had a bit of a spat with my other half this evening, people were asking why I was rehoming the dog, so I was completely honest and blunt about the fact that my dad didn't know how to deal with her separation anxiety, and so hit her or locked her in a rubbish bin to punish her for things that were really their fault.
Other half told me I shouldn't slag off my parent's every time I speak about them, til I told him that he hadn't heard the whole conversation, yes it sounds like I am/was, but he didn't hear the rest of it.
I guess my thing is that most people don't talk about their childhood, they try to move on from it, but it's rather hard for me to do that when the same thought/behavior patterns are being perpetuated to this day, it's not like it happened 10 years ago, it happened a few weeks ago!
People keep telling me that he's changed, but when I hear statements from him like - "you can beat or starve or yell or lock up that dog, it just doesn't learn", or "why bother training or desexing her, just don't tell her new owners and fob her off and let her become their problem", all I hear is the asshole I wanted to kill years ago, who hasn't changed one f*cking bit.
But back to topic......I remember being highly stressed, anxious, on edge and wary as a child, resentful of the man who really seemed like he enjoyed the sound of his own voice trying to teach his children the 'straight and narrow path', but in the same breath would put down my mother or anyone else that disagreed with him or the way his self centered world worked.
Everything was, and is about him, and his whole behaviour perpetuated back stabbing, lying, cheating, manipulation and self righteous attitudes in his children, and I often hated him for how he treated my mother, and hated my mother for defending to us and backing up the asshole that picked on her.
And sometimes I still do.
I wanted someone I could trust or open up to, someone who understood me, and praised and loved me unconditionally, but instead I got shit thrown back in my face in arguements or bullying sessions, blackmail, manipulation, inconsistency, misplaced blame, and bullshit self righteous behaviour in that I was the outsider, I wanted love but I knew that what I needed would never come consistently or safely from the only 2 people who were available to give it.