MyWillow
Platinum Member
This. After entering therapy in my 40s to cope with some life stressors my T enquired into my childhood. I don’t quite understand what was so traumatising as my memories of growing up are very poor. Certainly family violence was normal. I don’t remember birthdays or Christmas. But I dissociate at the drop of a hat in session and have flashbacks and all sorts of scary nightmares.
Recently I started self harming. And remembered I used to do that when I was about your daughter’s age. No one knew then or now. Two medical professionals suggested I needed to see a child psychologist. My (narc) father and my (enabling) mother refused. What I would give to have been listened to and understood at that age. I thought my experience was normal. I’m a “high functioning” over achieving professional and I’m facing the toughest exam of my life.
