When I was around three my mom use to take us to a distant aunts house to be babysat. It was my 5 year old brother and my 4 year old sister that were with me. Anyway this caretaker had three kids too. Two older girls and a son my age. She spanked us all, all the time, yelled and was just plain mean. Her son use to do bad things and blame my brother, and then she would beat him in front of us and call us liars when we tried to tell her it was not him. Then she would tell my mom we were bad kids.
Anyway, we did not have her as a babysitter too long. When I grew up I seen her at a family party. Everyone was pushing us to say hi to her. My brother and sister did it quickly and friendly and went on their way. I froze and looked so confused about it. I did not smile and just stared confused and said a quick hi. I had not seen her in a long time. I was looking into the face of a threat.
Well that party passed and years later I find out that the woman is disabled and having trouble finding a caretaker that is not abusive. She has been abused by multiple caretakers. I don't know why this is sticking with me. But I feel bad for her. In no way would I wish any person to go through abuse like I have, and even though I am not fond of her I feel for her.
I do not know what to do with these feelings behind it. I also think that a part of me is relieved that she may now understand how we felt, but at the same time I feel bad. What do I do? Does anyone else deal with this.
Anyway, we did not have her as a babysitter too long. When I grew up I seen her at a family party. Everyone was pushing us to say hi to her. My brother and sister did it quickly and friendly and went on their way. I froze and looked so confused about it. I did not smile and just stared confused and said a quick hi. I had not seen her in a long time. I was looking into the face of a threat.
Well that party passed and years later I find out that the woman is disabled and having trouble finding a caretaker that is not abusive. She has been abused by multiple caretakers. I don't know why this is sticking with me. But I feel bad for her. In no way would I wish any person to go through abuse like I have, and even though I am not fond of her I feel for her.
I do not know what to do with these feelings behind it. I also think that a part of me is relieved that she may now understand how we felt, but at the same time I feel bad. What do I do? Does anyone else deal with this.