OpenlyImaginary
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The worst part is that I truly feel as if I'm going crazy or I get scared that I'll end up schizophrenic like my grandmother some days.
I just don't know how to pick up the pieces this time.
I think i just want someone to listen. I'm so used to being pushed away, having to be the strong one, or the listener.
I'm used to sitting down, shutting up, and taking my place. I knew where it was when I was younger and I stayed there. It worked. I didn't have to feel or think. I just let people tell me what to do and what to think and took care of everything while my parents addictions got worse and they made more kids for me to take care of.
I'm pretty sure kids aren't supposed to raise kids while the parents enjoy their addictions and ignore them.
Then add to the fact that my parents decided to have 8 children. I got the luck of being the oldest and I got to raise them. I struggle with even having a child of my own one day. I often feel like all the exciting stuff from parent hood has been taken away from me.
I keep thinking that I want my old life back but I don't really. That means I would have to go back to living under a cruel dictatorship and give up all of my freedom. I would have to go back to living with a cruel and heartless woman that I had the misfortune of meeting and being a live in nanny for. I would have to go back to everything that caused me to feel how I do now.
What I want back is the feeling of being happy again. I want my panic attack free life back.
I can't have that though because the things that I'm trying to deal with are going to be with me forever. And if that terrible woman that I lived with and worked for didn't trigger all of this something else would have. Because it wasn't all her. She was just the icing on the cake and a melt down was inevitable.
That's what's so frustrating. I feel like I'm getting screwed no matter what I try to do.
I just don't understand sometimes. I have never tried to do anything else except be a good person. I gave up my childhood and my teen years to raise my seven younger brothers and sister. My mother had a 9th child and accidently smothered him during one of her dope-induced sleeps when he was five weeks old. I've been thrown out of home more times than I care to count, I've had to sleep on the street (for a night - but that was enough for me), I've gone through date rape, and the worst kind of emotional and mental abuse at the hands of a woman that had decided to "rescue" me from my life and provide a better one. Only she didn't. She just abused me worse than my mother and father ever did and sometimes I wonder if she even sexually abused me.
I remember one time she decided that because of my unfortunate childhood and never getting the chance to kiss a guy she would teach me how to kiss.
Let's put this into perspective though. I was a 21 year old girl that had been kicked out of a troubled home two years prior and this 40 year old woman who lived down the street offered me a home and family because she needed a live in nanny. Now that woman has decided that she will be the one to teach the young girl how to kiss because all her boyfriends thought she was a good kisser. The young girl doesn't even really want to do it but the older woman sits her down and makes her take it seriously and actually kisses her.
And for the record. In case your wondering. It was disgusting and she tasted like a dirty ashtray.
But am I right? Is that wrong? Because according to her it was okay. It was also okay for her to take me out to bars and use me to pick up men even though she's married. Is that okay?
I don't think it is and it drives me nuts that this woman is out there and maybe hurting other people like she did me.
I can't handle knowing that my baby sister is best friends with her kids and she is at the woman's house all the time.
And this woman just won't leave. I've told her before to not contact my family or to talk to my brothers and sister. I've never stopped the kids from being friends but I've made it clear SHE herself is not to contact them. Then she'll just remind me of all the times she did something nice for my sister because she felt bad that we came from a welfare family.
How is any of this fair? How do I deserve any of this? I gave that woman four years of my life. I'm in serious financial debt because of her and I got fired at jobs because of her.
But I'm still bad. I took advantage and all the other crazy things she thinks.
I think I'm my own worst enemy. I know that she's crazy but it drives ME crazy knowing that she's bad mouthing me to everyone that I have ever known. I don't even know if I'll be able to bring myself to go to my sister's graduation. Her son and my sister are in the same class, so she'll be there, and she also kindly took it upon herself to inform all of the teachers at the school of the "atrocities" I committed against her and her family.
I don't know. I'm all typed out. I hope it was okay to vent here.
I just don't know how to pick up the pieces this time.
I think i just want someone to listen. I'm so used to being pushed away, having to be the strong one, or the listener.
I'm used to sitting down, shutting up, and taking my place. I knew where it was when I was younger and I stayed there. It worked. I didn't have to feel or think. I just let people tell me what to do and what to think and took care of everything while my parents addictions got worse and they made more kids for me to take care of.
I'm pretty sure kids aren't supposed to raise kids while the parents enjoy their addictions and ignore them.
Then add to the fact that my parents decided to have 8 children. I got the luck of being the oldest and I got to raise them. I struggle with even having a child of my own one day. I often feel like all the exciting stuff from parent hood has been taken away from me.
I keep thinking that I want my old life back but I don't really. That means I would have to go back to living under a cruel dictatorship and give up all of my freedom. I would have to go back to living with a cruel and heartless woman that I had the misfortune of meeting and being a live in nanny for. I would have to go back to everything that caused me to feel how I do now.
What I want back is the feeling of being happy again. I want my panic attack free life back.
I can't have that though because the things that I'm trying to deal with are going to be with me forever. And if that terrible woman that I lived with and worked for didn't trigger all of this something else would have. Because it wasn't all her. She was just the icing on the cake and a melt down was inevitable.
That's what's so frustrating. I feel like I'm getting screwed no matter what I try to do.
I just don't understand sometimes. I have never tried to do anything else except be a good person. I gave up my childhood and my teen years to raise my seven younger brothers and sister. My mother had a 9th child and accidently smothered him during one of her dope-induced sleeps when he was five weeks old. I've been thrown out of home more times than I care to count, I've had to sleep on the street (for a night - but that was enough for me), I've gone through date rape, and the worst kind of emotional and mental abuse at the hands of a woman that had decided to "rescue" me from my life and provide a better one. Only she didn't. She just abused me worse than my mother and father ever did and sometimes I wonder if she even sexually abused me.
I remember one time she decided that because of my unfortunate childhood and never getting the chance to kiss a guy she would teach me how to kiss.
Let's put this into perspective though. I was a 21 year old girl that had been kicked out of a troubled home two years prior and this 40 year old woman who lived down the street offered me a home and family because she needed a live in nanny. Now that woman has decided that she will be the one to teach the young girl how to kiss because all her boyfriends thought she was a good kisser. The young girl doesn't even really want to do it but the older woman sits her down and makes her take it seriously and actually kisses her.
And for the record. In case your wondering. It was disgusting and she tasted like a dirty ashtray.
But am I right? Is that wrong? Because according to her it was okay. It was also okay for her to take me out to bars and use me to pick up men even though she's married. Is that okay?
I don't think it is and it drives me nuts that this woman is out there and maybe hurting other people like she did me.
I can't handle knowing that my baby sister is best friends with her kids and she is at the woman's house all the time.
And this woman just won't leave. I've told her before to not contact my family or to talk to my brothers and sister. I've never stopped the kids from being friends but I've made it clear SHE herself is not to contact them. Then she'll just remind me of all the times she did something nice for my sister because she felt bad that we came from a welfare family.
How is any of this fair? How do I deserve any of this? I gave that woman four years of my life. I'm in serious financial debt because of her and I got fired at jobs because of her.
But I'm still bad. I took advantage and all the other crazy things she thinks.
I think I'm my own worst enemy. I know that she's crazy but it drives ME crazy knowing that she's bad mouthing me to everyone that I have ever known. I don't even know if I'll be able to bring myself to go to my sister's graduation. Her son and my sister are in the same class, so she'll be there, and she also kindly took it upon herself to inform all of the teachers at the school of the "atrocities" I committed against her and her family.
I don't know. I'm all typed out. I hope it was okay to vent here.