Hi I guess
Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2017 3:36 pm
Hello
I'm a 21 year old lost girl. I like in Hampshire in England and I have been struggling almost half my short life.
It started when I lived with my mum and step dad. What a fiasco. The shouting, the violence, the abuse, so much abuse, some man that had walked into my life and was supposed to be a father, support figure. I was made to feel worthless in every sense. Not good enough for anyone apart from what he wanted. This went on for some time. Until I got in a situation that triggered the repressed feelings and they then got me to call my dad and explain what happened.
Since the. I've lived with my dad and went through the last end of school with constant worry of if I would bump into them, those people who were meant to be my family. I had been to the police and through hell and back whilst trying to complete gcse's. I had counselling through school too, to try and stop me hating myself and hurting myself and try and make me a strong person again. It worked. Temporarily.
I haven't had contact with that half of my family for a few years now including my grandparents on that side. It's too painful. But just recently they haven't been well and I'm at an age where going to see them, I feel is important, but that part of my life had been buried but I've dug it all up again by gaining contact.
I am struggling. Really bad. I have a wonderful support network in my boyfriend who I have know throughout my entire time at school and his family but it doesn't help not entirely. Every time I talk to him about it I feel the pain in his eyes because he hates what I went through as a child and the torment it caused and how destroyed I was by it. He was there the whole time watching me build myself back up again concreting the cracks until they all came out again. I struggle to get up and work. When I'm not working I'm sleeping or crying. Nothing helps really.
I've been to the doctors but their only advice was counselling again. But I can't. I can't bring it all back properly again to have to re love those moments again through talking about it. To have those flashbacks. It kills me inside. I just want to be the happy, bubbly, confident and outgoing person I was once. And I want to be strong but i am so anxious and feel I'm not good enough for it like through the events of my past I'm not worthy of happiness. And the worst part was none of it was my fault.
So that's me, hi. I guess I'm just looking for, well I don't know, anything I guess.
The kindness of a stranger.
Carrieanne
I'm a 21 year old lost girl. I like in Hampshire in England and I have been struggling almost half my short life.
It started when I lived with my mum and step dad. What a fiasco. The shouting, the violence, the abuse, so much abuse, some man that had walked into my life and was supposed to be a father, support figure. I was made to feel worthless in every sense. Not good enough for anyone apart from what he wanted. This went on for some time. Until I got in a situation that triggered the repressed feelings and they then got me to call my dad and explain what happened.
Since the. I've lived with my dad and went through the last end of school with constant worry of if I would bump into them, those people who were meant to be my family. I had been to the police and through hell and back whilst trying to complete gcse's. I had counselling through school too, to try and stop me hating myself and hurting myself and try and make me a strong person again. It worked. Temporarily.
I haven't had contact with that half of my family for a few years now including my grandparents on that side. It's too painful. But just recently they haven't been well and I'm at an age where going to see them, I feel is important, but that part of my life had been buried but I've dug it all up again by gaining contact.
I am struggling. Really bad. I have a wonderful support network in my boyfriend who I have know throughout my entire time at school and his family but it doesn't help not entirely. Every time I talk to him about it I feel the pain in his eyes because he hates what I went through as a child and the torment it caused and how destroyed I was by it. He was there the whole time watching me build myself back up again concreting the cracks until they all came out again. I struggle to get up and work. When I'm not working I'm sleeping or crying. Nothing helps really.
I've been to the doctors but their only advice was counselling again. But I can't. I can't bring it all back properly again to have to re love those moments again through talking about it. To have those flashbacks. It kills me inside. I just want to be the happy, bubbly, confident and outgoing person I was once. And I want to be strong but i am so anxious and feel I'm not good enough for it like through the events of my past I'm not worthy of happiness. And the worst part was none of it was my fault.
So that's me, hi. I guess I'm just looking for, well I don't know, anything I guess.
The kindness of a stranger.
Carrieanne