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The journey begins ... or continues ... articulating the rollercoaster that is my life

I found out that I'm not as angry as I thought I was. Indignant, yes, upset, maybe, hurt? Definitely. But I'm too grateful.
I made it.
It didn't destroy me.
It didn't turn me into a bitter, hurtful person, although, my ex wouldn't agree.
Actually, I don't know what he thinks of me, I can't mind read.
I won.
I made it.
I'm still here and I haven't been derailed from my task.
He thought he could use me up and have me thrown me away, by my own children.
He thought he could make himself look good, by painting me as evil and immoral and insane.
He thought he could hide his crimes by smearing and slandering me, poisoning other's about me and have everyone think that I'm immoral, when It was him. The ephebophile. The one that entrapped me, impregnated me, mentally and psychologically enslaving me and systematically breaking me down.
He thought he could break me, then he thought he could have me ostracized, when It was obvious that he couldn't conquor me.
And here I was saying, saying I can't mind read. I mean, I could be wrong, maybe it just seemed like that's what was going on, but I don't think so...
But the point is, he didn't break me, none of them did.
And I'm grateful to have made it through.
 
Damn. I failed at parenting again.
I found out my oldest daughter didn't make the dress she was going to for my youngest daughters formal. I wasn't there for her. I don't know what was up with me, not checking in with her, giving her support, making it better for her.
I checked out.
What a slack, slack, shitty parent.
My guy drove them over to Byron Bay for the event and there wasn't room for me. I didn't even contact her.
What the hell is wrong with me????
Shitty, crapo parent.
I shouldn't have kids. That's what my inner critic is telling me. I'm not equipped. I'm not up to the task. I fail them.
God I dislike myself sometimes.
I'm so frightened of just ruining them!!!! Of failing them so badly!!!!
I'm rubbish, rubbish rubbish. That's what crappy inner critic is saying and there is plenty of evidence that that's true.
 
Damn. I failed at parenting again.
I found out my oldest daughter didn't make the dress she was going to for my youngest daughters formal. I wasn't there for her. I don't know what was up with me, not checking in with her, giving her support, making it better for her.
I checked out.
What a slack, slack, shitty parent.
My guy drove them over to Byron Bay for the event and there wasn't room for me. I didn't even contact her.
What the hell is wrong with me????
Shitty, crapo parent.
I shouldn't have kids. That's what my inner critic is telling me. I'm not equipped. I'm not up to the task. I fail them.
God I dislike myself sometimes.
I'm so frightened of just ruining them!!!! Of failing them so badly!!!!
I'm rubbish, rubbish rubbish. That's what crappy inner critic is saying and there is plenty of evidence that that's true.
My guy came home and smacked my inner critic. Told me it is totally unfounded. So, yeah, stupid, mean critic. Doesn't know what it's talking about.
He said my inner critic sounded like a narcissist. I guess that's understandable. But, unfounded. I'm not listening to you inner critic!!!!
 
More "pep talk" from my guy over my guilty,neurotic, shaming myself for imagined and out-of-my-control things (namely "being a bad parent).

He said that me talking two benzos the other day wasn't good for my mental health or physical health.

I think benzos can destabilize me, that's what he thinks anyway. And maybe that's true, too much Benzos were what precipitated my oldest son's psychosis.

He (my guy) said that mood I was in last night and today, over me thinking I'm a fail of a mum, is just ill and unhinged thinking and he slaps it with his own feather duster @Freida.

I spoke to my youngest daughter. She is coming over, today. That's the plan anyway. She sent me photos of herself, her and bf, and her and a best bf, all dressed up at the formal. She is so beautiful! She looked great.

My kid's, some of them especially, are extremely good-looking young people, she is one of them. She is also a very kind, loving, honest, loyal, strong and amazing young women.

She is the one young enough to not be turned from me, when I left, and lived with me and was never disconnected from me, growing up.

She is so awesome!!! And she has a good man and a job and finished high school and she's pretty stable and mentally well.:-) only 18, but, a sensible and wise one.:-)
So I can't be that bad a mum, I guess.

Thinking I am, is me undermining myself like the narcy people that had power over me for the first 37 years of my life.
 
So, I drink a bit. Not a lot, but a bit, most days. A beer, a small red wine, sometimes two.
But I'm ok. I'm much, much better. As in, in general, on the whole.
I still have bad spells. This morning? Not so good, pretty broken up about my oldest son developing a psychotic illness.

Worried; his Dad, still haunts me, day by day, I can't go down there, because of him
.
People in general, uuugh, avoidance is my default mode, except for partner and children.

I rang up "Partners in Recovery" yesterday. An org I had applied for support from, last year, actually, when I was an inpatient.

The lady was nice, apologetic, for the never-getting-back-to-to-me-ness. She should be getting back to me on monday. Said she would, anyway.


Monday I have my second new T appointment. A bit scared.

The close by fire is still "being controlled". So that's good. Thanks fire guys. You are legends.
 
Mums, maybe you're judging yourself too harshly when you say things like you failed at parenting... over what is just issues with kids and the usual ebb and flow of things plus some? ;)

Ditto, sick kiddos ain't a failure. You work like triple hard to be a struggling parent through that kind of adversity.

You do so much for your kids and constantly watch out fi them. That aint no failing parent thing in my book. :hug: if wanted.
 
Thank you @Ronin. Yes defs a cognitive distorted way of viewing myself.
I struggle with guilt and shame over the way their Dad has always treated me, which isn't right. I also struggle with feeling ok about the boundaries I have to have with him now. Because my children are still under his influence, a lot of them, and that is their choice, because they are adults.

Although, my youngest child rarely has anything to do with his father, his choice.

I could only get my youngest two, legally in my care, because the law here, says children over twelve, get to choose which parent they live with. But, I had extenuating circumstances, also a really, really bad, unethical lawyer who didn't care.
Anyway, I struggle over things not-in-my-control, involving my children's welfare.
 
So glad your guy got to you first because I was warming up my feather duster!! :laugh::hug:
Mhmm.... me too....

FWIW, in my view people cannot be bona-fide ruined. Human nature is both preciously tender and surprisingly resilient, I think. :hug:
Look at yourself-- you went through hell starting early in your life and extending for many many years. And you said it: it didn't destroy you--- mums, it didn't ruin you. And you slipping up will not ruin your children.
You are doing beautiful healing work. Be gentle with yourself. <3
 
Mhmm.... me too....

FWIW, in my view people cannot be bona-fide ruined. Human nature is both preciously tender and surprisingly resilient, I think. :hug:
Look at yourself-- you went through hell starting early in your life and extending for many many years. And you said it: it didn't destroy you--- mums, it didn't ruin you. And you slipping up will not ruin your children.
You are doing beautiful healing work. Be gentle with yourself. <3
THIS!!!!!!
Print it out and put it somewhere you can see it every day!!!
 
Thanks @ninja, @Freida ... Very reassuring...I've had both my girls over, last night and this morning ... We are strong and good...as well as sad over what is happening to some of the guys in our family. I have been teaching them about healthy boundaries and self care...

My oldest daughter is, especially, moving from strength to strength with this, as she has, and is doing, a tremendous amount of work on herself... She is doing all the right things and it's paying off.

She has been going down to her dad's and trying to help, but, is getting very discouraged and drained, so learning to put in better and better boundaries with dad and her brothers.

She is seeing things clearer and clearer, where her dad's behaviour and attitudes and ploys, are concerned and disengaging. Such a compassionate girl/woman.

When I left their dad, he roped her in, to be the fill-in mum, after I had actually gotten her out of there (prior to me leaving), he pulled her in by her heart and proceeded to drain her dry, into being the subordinate mum figure, keeping her subdued, with his drugging regime, until she ended up getting caught and charged, driving under the influence, and so she stopped and when she stopped, she got clear and when she got clear, his manipulative ploys stopped working on her, and I was able to, with the help of my guy, help her break free and establish her own, independant life.
You should see her now!!!!

Started a business, has a business partner/fellow skilled seamstress/ designer, they have a professional set up work space, has a T, a good dr, a good chinese doc/accupuncturist, has affordable housing, went across the world and back, a week, or so, ago, has lovely friends, doesn't drink, smoke, do any party drugs, eats super healthy, no sugar, no bad fats, etc. Yeah, and she isn't afraid to be feminine, a strong, assertive feminine person who loves men, isn't a ball breaking feminist, like is too common in this culture.

Yes, misotestic behaviour is exceedingly common here. I think my son's are very, adversely affected by it, and my ex, is probably the dickish person that he is because men are chronically shamed, in this excessively lefty culture we find ourselves in.

He's excessively defensive and gets very petulant, hostile, and snarky when questioned or challenged, which is his choice, but when our children's lives and health are seriously threatened and directly and adversely impacted by his drug-pushing, cultish, extremely negative and corrosive gaslighting behaviour, shit gets really, really, shit.

Narcissism is created, early, and perpetuated by unexamined and chronic low self esteem, a refusal to self examine or be accountable.

My daughter got a serve this morning, when he tried to rope her in with his poor meing over having to be the responsible adult that he's required to be, because my son is so unwell (my ex wants power over our children, at any cost). I told her to say, "Why don't you get mum's help? Or some such appropriate suggestion, as she has enough on her plate, and he doesn't listen, won't do anything that doesn't serve his "agenda" "platform" anyway, f*cking selfish prick, yeah I'm angry, I've been through this too many times, I'm the other parent, and if he'd given me respect, like ever, if he had shared the power, at any point, instead of running things his sick, selfish, drug addict, cult leaderish way, with no humilty, no, "I have a problem" kid's don't be like me" instead it's "be like me, I'm awesome and everyone else is wrong and/or evil" and ALL my son's have suffered from psychosis and deep depression and suicidal ideation.

My second born, he dumped him on me, literally dropped him off, fully psychotic, when I wasn't even home, the first time, he couldnt cope, after gaslighting the absolute crap out of my autistic kid, he dumps and runs. Didn't even bother to let me know. My son was in a neighbor's house, when I finally got home, luckily for me.

The second time, he just chucked him out, on the street. Luckily, the son who is sick now, my oldest, brought him up to me.

He is still on anti-psychotics (my second born), but he has a good life, is looked after, is safe, has a home, is secure, has a full, active, growthful, moving-forward life (yeah, I got him all that).

If he had EVER treated me like an equal, as the other parent, I swear, this shit would NEVER have happened. But, is does, it KEEPS HAPPENING.

Now, all my kid's are allies, are with me, draw on me, will help me help my son, or at least, come to me, to get support over having a big brother, their biggest, oldest brother, who is really mentally unwell. They will learn better boundaries, learn the "carer essentials" self care, delegating, developing approps knowledge, build resiliance and resources.

Maybe I will get my son in my care. It will be full on, but I'm GOOD at this stuff. I KNOW my stuff when It comes to getting kid's mentally more well and resiliant. I know this territory. I wish I didn't, but I know it, too well.
 
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Feeling pretty miserable, grumpy and disgruntled today. A bit freaked about my brand new T, I have an appointment with her today.

It's my middle son birthday today, he's at a music festival. 24 today. I texted him first thing.

I m just sad. I keep thinking about my oldest and how he is struggling so hard.
I will try to get in contact with him later today, but, part of me is dreading it, even though he is very loving towards me although he is dealing with a lot of paranoia and voices in.his head and extreme anxiety.

I just want to cry alot and take care of my child who is 29, my first born.baby boy. My beautiful manchild who made me a mum at 17. I have been a mum for longer than not.
It's what got me snared to his dad, but I could have been.murdered instead, or locked up and doped up into barreness, instead I have gorgeous children, the life blood of a society, of humanity, members of the next generation. It's given.me a reason to endure and battle through so much.

So I'm just sad and worn.down and triggerrrred, having been psychotically ill, under that man's "care", having my second born go through absolute hell, also under his "care" . We both barely made it out of there with any of our mind intact. And so, so ill.
Stuff he said to my daughter yesterday, grrrrrrr, he is unbelievable! His fantasy land, grandious, his harmful hubris, his chronic dishonesty and devastating denial, is very worrying, he hasn't changed at all (my ex, not my son)
So hurting for my vulnerable ill son, he is not in good hands. Our mental health system is a disaster, too, so the sitch is just fraught with very dangerous pitfalls for my boy.
So tired of my children and I being trashed by that horrible man. He is a Jeffrey Epstein, without all the billions and power. Maybe, that is hyperbole, but he is a bad, bad person, to me.

Sorry guys!-i'm such a downer today. I'm just tired of my children and I being broken by their narcy butthead Epstein-type impregnanter of me.

I have NO IDEA how this T appointment will go. Not a pleasant feeling.
 

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