Ok, I promised myself to write this down, so why not? Maybe it's a progress too. And maybe someone can get some strength from my story.
This week's Wednesday was a bad day as I didn't have for a long time. My OCD is mostly based on childhood events, moments, and the fear of loss or ruin everything. I think I've had the greatest parents, grandparents and siblings I could have. But still... when I was 'bad', like I didn't want to clean my room or arrived home late, so whatever a parent can be angry about, my Mom used to scold me as parents usually do when a child does something I mentioned. But my Dad's reaction was different. He was a great Dad, he never shouted or hurted me physically. He just looked at me with a really sad face, and told me: " I am disappointed in you", and left my room. That feeling was worse than any kind of shouting. I felt I've ruined everything and can't fix them, doesn't matter how hard I try. I was just crying there and than tried to do my best to be better next time. I think this wasn't abuse, because Dad really didn't mean to hurt me. He thought I will become a better person by this. And, to be honest... I became more sensitive. But at all, I was always sensitive. Now I have to deal with feeling guilty every single day. For example for trying to care about myself a bit. For having conversations at my workplace with my boss, who is a man and my partner is surely jealous and hurted by that - nope, he isn't. He told me he is glad I am finally trying to socialise... I have a fear of ruining everything and causing pain to everybody, or the worst losing my partner because being stupid or something...
My Dad has passed away in 2015... so I can't ask him anymore about this. I always thought about him as my best friend, because somehow he understood my struggle.
So, on Wednesday I asked my Mom about this. I still haven't got the courage for this question before, because I was afraid my Mom would feel hurted by this... but somehow on Wednesday I felt enough time spent since Dad has gone. And somehow, I was right.
My Mom talked to me so honestly, so opened. I haven't seen her talking about the past like this before. And she told me... She is sure about Dad wasn't disappointed really. More likely he was sad and thought I would do the thing better they were angry about.
It was a feeling of getting eased after this talking with my Mom. So many things I haven't told her before and never asked. And I thought the next step is to write it down... to tell this part of my story to you.
I still feel guilty only by writing this down, because I don't want to tell the whole world that my Dad would be a bad person, because he wasn't. He wanted the best for me. I don't want to feel angry about him, even if it's a normal feeling. I don't really know how I exactly feel about these things... these are the past and I have to keep moving on. And hopefully this post is a step on that way.
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