The Traumas Unfolding: Growing Up with Parental Abuses

My journey through adulthood, marked by extreme verbal abuse, ongoing challenges with siblings, and painful separation from my parents, has been anything but easy. The complex web of my childhood experiences, ranging from emotional manipulation to outright cruelty, continues to cast long shadows over my life. It is a multifaceted narrative bound by the layers of abuse, estrangement, and a desperate need for healing and forgiveness.

The Verbal Abuse and Its Aftermath

My relationship with my mother has been permanently severed due to her verbal abuse, a stark but necessary decision. Her untreated mental disorder made her words a weapon, but I choose to forgive because I now understand her actions. The pain inflicted remains, a vivid reminder that I will never have that bond again. For my peace of mind, the walls of communication came down.

Adoptive Liars and Exploitation

The term 'adoptive liars' is apt when describing my siblings and their behavior. They have constituted a web of deceit, one that at times feels as though it is providing fraudulent guardianship, stealing my life, home, and even money. Their actions have left me feeling despised and ignored.

The OnSuccessListener of My Sister

My sister, like a watchful predator, sees me as an enemy regardless of my actions. She turns to law enforcement to create distance and instigate conflict. Once I was on the brink of eviction from my own haven, only to be punished by her and my own mother. My dogs and I now encounter restrictions, under her watch.

Divorce, Stepparents, and Abandonment

My parents divorced when I was a child. Both remarried, forming new families without me. My father left in middle school, an act driven by his need to preserve his new lifestyle and social circle. His decision to distance himself left behind a daughter with no support and no future.

Life with My Mother and Stepfather

My mother and stepfather were abusive. I was locked in my room for days, punished for simple requests, and forbidden from saying my name. My stepfather even forbade me from eating his food. I often spent holidays alone while the family celebrated. Furthermore, my birthday was forgotten, and I was called various hurtful names. I was left out of normal family activities and my actions were treated as a curse.

Adult Life and Financial Struggles

After being kicked out at 18, I had to build my life alone. My parents refused to file FAFSA for college, leaving me without financial aid. I worked low-paying jobs with no support from my parents, who lived comfortably at the university. My father, though now wealthy, showed no remorse, and even used my lack of connections and education to distance himself.

Confronting and Moving Forward

I no longer speak to my parents or other relatives who believe the lies. They were the most evil and selfish individuals I have ever met. My healing journey continues as I seek to rebuild my life, distancing myself from the toxic legacy of my childhood. It is a road filled with unresolved pain, but I am determined to find forgiveness and move toward a new, healthier future.