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They didnt mean to abuse me, and that is It's own discussion, but this is just about a 20 year gaslighting issue. They finally came clean this year, and said "I thought it would hurt you to much" when talking about an incidence in my life. Their denial over what happened in the first place, and putting me on drugs for a schizophrenic at 17 was punishment enough I thought. But, they said it wasnt happening when clearly it was. I was 17 and getting brutally bullied by school kids, and others about being watched at my home basically "stalked." They kept saying they didnt see anyone, and either were cold when I tried to talk about it, or said I needed medication. I wasnt crazy, but they kept telling me I was and kept wanting me to take medication like heavy medication for schizophrenics. I wasnt crazy, and I was gaslighted into kearned helplessness as a teenager. Treated differently from my two siblings, and thought of as "the problem." Its over now , but Im almost 40, and the past 40 years are gone. They said sorry. They have had good lives like good lives, but they gave me this. I love them so much, but have been hurt so badly. I dont even know what to do. I know I cant to them for advice because they have given me diffrrnt advice from my siblings, and demand I be kind and understanding to anyone abusing me because that person has a reason such as a bad childhood. I had a bad childhood, and yet I have to be the martyred kind one. They raised me like that (i rebelled and was a little turd for a while, but not long compared to there abuse). I dont know what to do to put this away. They are older now, and have supported me a bit more the past five years financially because Im on disability due to the gaslighting, and ptsd. My brother and sister have great lives, and make money, and never lived like me. Its tough, but thank god they admitted it. I was ripped through with psychotic features to ptsd anytime the trauma was retriggered. I had two realities in memory, and life. The one that happened all tucked away in a bad diagnosis, and chemical lobotomy, and the one my parents said happened. I was crazy, and schizoidaffective, and it didnt happen. It was in my mind. I love them, but how do I put this away. Being the kid that was a leftover, and treated worse than everyone else.