I have definitely become my own abusive parent and the patterns of abusive and depriving behaviour that I inflict upon myself sometimes mirror my parents' treatment of me so closely that it is eerie and downright distressing when I become aware of it.
Sleep deprivation is probably my key signature behaviour and operates on a seemingly endless loop of punishment, deprivation, denial, desperate attempt to remedy the situation...
I am having to slowly retrain myself, starting with the very basics, to recognize and respond to my own needs for care and the basics of life. I am having to schedule in times to eat, drink, sleep/rest, tend to injuries or medical needs, tend to my physical surroundings... It's humiliating, but apparently necessary, and what's more, I'm having to share the details with a few trusted people so that I can be held accountable for working on these behaviours. Otherwise, I know myself well enough to know that I will lapse and revert to old patterns when the depression, which is very bad right now, robs me of my motivation to try to do better.
It's a hard road...
Maddog