Abuse

Today, I went to my family reunion. Family get-togethers were a bright spot for me growing up. There was no abuse. Just unconditional hugs and love. We laughed and had such a great time together. It’s like I never left. The skies were cloudy but it was a beautiful day. It was nice to be back in positive, familiar surroundings.

Ive never met a more destructive family. And even outside, they still come after https://you.Each has a pathological issue with https://women.And it is not a healthy environment, for girls or boys.
I have been shown who is who through lies, threats, smear campaigns and complete narratives that are being thrown around like party glitter.
Ive been watching this circus for two years.to try and coerce me, guilt me, entrapment me, blackmailing me for care? Seriously twisted and wrong, on so many https://levels.I will be at the County Clerk this week, I will be at Legal Aid,the bank, Social Security and I will be at my Therapist and Dr.
And I wont be removed from my house, or moved in with someone who has threatened me, lied on my name and spends all of her time causing https://drama.I can walk away.it does not make me an Aweful person for choosing self respect and peace over gossip, munipulation and sick family https://dynamics.Abuse is abuse, call it by proxy,by marriage or by the one who controls the $$$ purse.
I did not sign up for outsiders to be included in my life, my daily living or with outsiders looking https://in.That would need consent and I gave none.no if, or when needed, its a https://NO.What do people not understand about the word no? I have no where to turn to,the way he https://does.I have dysfunctional hypocrites surrounding https://me.They point and air out all my faults, as a parent, woman, wife but not once have considered my own choices, my own concerns and https://limitations.I am aware of the triangulation and deflection, from my own family members and hurtful things that have been put out there.it is called a scapegoat,smear campaigns and gossip from people that have not been a part of our lives.Hearsay, gossip, rumor, bitterness and plain old mean girl or boy energy...that has not evolved in thirty years.
Some teach and then some https://do.Those who say they teach, they are on repeat, an endless loop of repeating to different stages of development, hypocrites,critical of others circumstances but not what spews from their own tongues, as https://educators.Some teach because they failed at their own dreams, they need to crush others spirit, look around your child's high https://school.Look at those teachers,Who still have their cliques but we call them leaders.They, never, left high https://school.High school was their greatest time, so much, they had to go back and stir the pot, now for the parents, they didnt like.
I want better for my https://son.I dont agree with adults who pry between parents, its unproductive towards the child and parents bond, to withhold and to make an only child take sides, it is https://wrong.And then tell them its okay to lie to them about their life, goals and plans, while the parent is sick.
Family that has never been in the home, never heard from or involved in that child's home life or experienced who, that child portrays at home.
Some children, learn, to play both sides, for attention, any attention fron outside family, because, they, taught him that and it was not his mothers https://doing.I have zero respect for women who do this, without involving the https://parent.I would never befriend a young adult, vent about their parents life decisions and target them with the child, in the guise of concern and care and https://concern.Real concern is involving the parent, calling the parent and communicating your concerns instead of gossiping like a little biotch that you https://are.Fake and manufactured concern and care with absolutely no follow through and https://commitment.And then you blame the child for not https://complying.And to not filter your trash talk of others, in front of your own children. Filter how you criticize family in front of your https://children.Its gross and they listen.
You are teaching them, they will repeat your words and they will see your true character, not the one your https://defaming.They see you, for who you, truly https://are.The way you speak of other children, is how you speak of your own. SO STFU for once, your kid heard what you said.

Ive been holding a grudge subconsciously and now consciously towards my family for not protecting me as a child.
I thought id forgiven.
I have in a way.
By getting on with my life.
But the hurt and healing are still there needing me to really want to forgive.
But childhood abuse is alot to forgive.
This week im going to visit my granny and uncles in Ireland.
Its been years since I visited.
I think I feel bad that ive avoided going for so long due to these very issues.
Im nervous and excited to go.
My uncle is taking a couple of days off.
To take us out and about.
Wish us luck as its quite cold / windy in the south west of Ireland. We are going to kerry!
It was my mother's birthday recently.
I didnt get her a gift. I made a card but didnt give it to her. Why?
Then i realised I still felt like the hurt child within. I need to heal emotionally.
The invisible hurt.
Anyone relate?

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It’s easy for me to succumb to sadness today. I’m really trying to be positive. My daughters may never say it, but I’m a good mom. I’ve done my best. They’ve all done well, graduated with honors, have the careers they wanted, and are great moms. I grew up in poverty and abuse. I chose to be the mom I never had.
I have so many reasons to be thankful. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. 🫶🏻