I get very anxious when I go to my parents house.
All of my life they told me that I was not right. They have constantally criticized not only me but everyone they have come in contact with.
I didn't think much about it when I was little when they would talk about my brothers and sisters and how bad their life was and how they had to struggle.
Until I started to hear back from my friends that their parents were told these same things about me.
My parents constantally called DCFS (child welfare), my children's schools, my friends and sitters.
When I bought my first house in 2000, they went door to door in the neighborhood telling them what kind of person was moving in, (I didn't find this out until 2005 at our first block party.
Struggling between the bond that is supposed to be between a parent and a child and finding out that these people are the source of the anxiety and bad feelings between me and anyone I meet was devistating.
I have always thought that I had to prove I was right. I self involved myself into finding out the truth.
I was not given the chance to make a first impression.
I alienated myself from my family and I made friends. Ones that I actually had the chance to real first impression with. When they met my parents, I felt compelled to appologise for them. However, my friends got to see me for me and my parents for what they are.
I continued to have an astrainged relationship with my parents. Wanting my children to know their grandparents. From this, I was accused of being a lesbian, mentally ill, abusive, neglectful, on drugs, and not living in reality.
I confronted my parents in 2007. Which I felt good about but very uneasy and worring what would happen next.
In March 2009 I got a resrtaining order because of the abuse. Since that, my family has told me via voicemail that I am NOT a member of their family and if I attempted to contact them in any way, they would have me arrested.
Now I am trying to reclaim my life and find peace.
Even though stopping the abuse both physically and emotionally was what I wanted, I feel so alone.
My friends give me encourgement.
I still ask why. And it still causes drpression for not having a "normal" family. Anxiety for what will be said or done behind my back (again).
Even my councelors and psychatrist anolg with the judge that granted the order of protection ask me WHY do I feel that my parents and own family would do such things.
Yes, I do believe that some relationships are toxic.
I'm trying to deal with mine.
