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Nicolette
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As some of you would know, my sister and I did not have a very good childhood and my sister has CPTSD. I have struggled for years and have come to the conclusion that we were a very dysfunctional family which caused me a lot of confusion and pain and still does. My sister and I came from one marriage and then I have 6 siblings from my mother's marriage to my step father. My sister and I were always treated differently.
My dilemma is this. I am the black sheep as I had to pull myself out of my family circle to save myself. I have little to do with my family, which many don't understand, but it's the only way I can avoid being pulled back under again. Despite this I have always "done the right thing" as I had responsibility beyond my realm drummed into me to the point where I take on things which are not mine to be responsible for. I always send invitations for events, send birthday cards, presents, Christmas cards and all the rest.
At the end of the week it is my step father's birthday. He abused me as a child but he has changed and while I can see and respect that I cannot forget. Do I send him a birthday card or not? I don't want to but I am scared of the consequences if I don't and fear being totally disowned.
In a couple of weeks it is Mother's Day. My mother on the other hand will not acknowledge any of what happened and of course that means "I am the one with issues" and has not changed over the years. I don't want to send her anything for Mother's Day but again I fear the consequence.
I have been thinking about writing them an email telling them I wish them all happiness but I need to let go as I can't forget and I am only kidding myself as I really have no relationship with them.
The fear of not doing as "I am supposed to" is great and a struggle. My psychologist says I need to confront them (he wants me to do it face to face - over my dead body) and Anthony says I should just accept they are never going to be any more than what they have been to me all my life.
To top it off...my mum doesn't speak to me. She gets my step father to call me and I found out my sister got married after the event by being emailed photos from 'my parents' and I struggled to digest how my sister had my step father "give her away" at her wedding when she has rung me up suicidal on occasion and then tells me he raped her etc as well as all the abuse.
My brother, who lived with me for 4.5 years disowned me when I told him a family secret I had been carrying for 20 years when he tried to side with my drug addict ex husband so he could get custody of my son. I don't get how I am the one who ended up on the bad side when I told the truth and it was my mother who did the wrong thing. He apparently just had his first child but has ignored me and my son for years despite many attempts on my behalf to reconcile. Why then do I get a text message telling me the baby arrived and its name and time of birth from "my parents" when my brother doesn't give a shit about me or my son (who was very close to him). Is this just torment as it feels like it. I really don't want to know what happens anymore as each time it is just another stab in the heart.
I don't want to go on conforming but I don't know where to find the strength to close the door and how to do it with the least amount of pain possible. I always thought that some day some one in my family would love me (as in parents and siblings) but after 40 years its time to give up hope.
Any ideas on what to do?
I am sorry if this is disjointed as my thoughts are all over the place.
Thanks in advance.
My dilemma is this. I am the black sheep as I had to pull myself out of my family circle to save myself. I have little to do with my family, which many don't understand, but it's the only way I can avoid being pulled back under again. Despite this I have always "done the right thing" as I had responsibility beyond my realm drummed into me to the point where I take on things which are not mine to be responsible for. I always send invitations for events, send birthday cards, presents, Christmas cards and all the rest.
At the end of the week it is my step father's birthday. He abused me as a child but he has changed and while I can see and respect that I cannot forget. Do I send him a birthday card or not? I don't want to but I am scared of the consequences if I don't and fear being totally disowned.
In a couple of weeks it is Mother's Day. My mother on the other hand will not acknowledge any of what happened and of course that means "I am the one with issues" and has not changed over the years. I don't want to send her anything for Mother's Day but again I fear the consequence.
I have been thinking about writing them an email telling them I wish them all happiness but I need to let go as I can't forget and I am only kidding myself as I really have no relationship with them.
The fear of not doing as "I am supposed to" is great and a struggle. My psychologist says I need to confront them (he wants me to do it face to face - over my dead body) and Anthony says I should just accept they are never going to be any more than what they have been to me all my life.
To top it off...my mum doesn't speak to me. She gets my step father to call me and I found out my sister got married after the event by being emailed photos from 'my parents' and I struggled to digest how my sister had my step father "give her away" at her wedding when she has rung me up suicidal on occasion and then tells me he raped her etc as well as all the abuse.
My brother, who lived with me for 4.5 years disowned me when I told him a family secret I had been carrying for 20 years when he tried to side with my drug addict ex husband so he could get custody of my son. I don't get how I am the one who ended up on the bad side when I told the truth and it was my mother who did the wrong thing. He apparently just had his first child but has ignored me and my son for years despite many attempts on my behalf to reconcile. Why then do I get a text message telling me the baby arrived and its name and time of birth from "my parents" when my brother doesn't give a shit about me or my son (who was very close to him). Is this just torment as it feels like it. I really don't want to know what happens anymore as each time it is just another stab in the heart.
I don't want to go on conforming but I don't know where to find the strength to close the door and how to do it with the least amount of pain possible. I always thought that some day some one in my family would love me (as in parents and siblings) but after 40 years its time to give up hope.
Any ideas on what to do?
I am sorry if this is disjointed as my thoughts are all over the place.
Thanks in advance.