Hi JPG I relate to your story on several levels.
1. the parents constant screaming and fighting/money fighting: TRUE.
I see them as awful primates who did a primal deed then NEVER grew into fully formed people. Each parent was a liar to their own parents, they were each manipulators in their jobs, they were each lazy and abusive parents who battled each other constantly over 'whos responsible for those damn kids' instead of just taking care of the damn kids. They hid their drug abuse, self abuse, relationship abuse from the community.
2. An element of Factitious Disorder: In my constant readings of scientific literature, there is an irrefutable link between abusive/disruptive childhood and mental health/developmental delay/failure to thrive issues. The way I see it NOW: is that nearly every person who fails to thrive has got poor quality parents in their life. To raise good quality children is an artform that requires constant attention.
3. (My assumption not your words but I feel this is a situation in your life, one that I feel very deeply)
TO BE WHOLLY ABANDONED AND LEFT PICKING UP THE PIECES OF YOUR LIFE....
BECAUSE in school you watched all the other kids grow up and become normal.
And you had to go home every day to the wasteland of loser parents. And you didn't get to grow up with all those other kids, your body was there but your heart was broken at home with the arguing parents who wouldnt give money or attention or resources to you but they could definitely afford smokes and junkfood and all types of crap that is not related to contentment.
4. MENTAL HEALTH AND RELATIONSHIP ISSUES
This one here is a doozy and it makes me cry a lot of recent times. Because, the healthier and stronger I get, the more I am distanced from people around me and in my income bracket. So I am tortured, the people I like are fairly wealthy, and also healthy, and the people available to me are few and far between. I crave to be doing things with the wealthy peoplle but I am really poor and really hurt so i dont like being a bitch to others, I just do hobbies by myself and makeup fantasy friends and do whats available with my real friends.
RELATIONSHIP I have given up putting myself out there because I feel too depressed and unstable to ever get dumped. If someone/a man LIKES me I just say now, my upbringing was to tortured and I am unable to have close personal relationships so thanks for being interested but we can't go there.
CONSTANT ANGER being reminded about how much I have had robbed from me when other people grow up and I am stuck on a low income with nowhere to go, noone calling me away from my normal life.
HATRED OF OTHER FAMILY..I am so disappointed in my 'other' family and I see them as relics of domestic abuse. Wealthy, cold and performative people who ring me up to brag about their newest venture. I no longer speak to extended family, they bring up a large dose of self loathing that I could be the same disgusting values as those people and that they abused and neglected my mum and her kids.
HURT BY SOCIETY when every second headline is of family abuse or some type of societal abuse. I feel like society is a horrible place run by paedophiles and abusers, that there is nowhere to run or hide.
FRUSTRATED BY LACK OF PROGRESS IN LIFE....other people get things very easily, their parents buy them a car, a holiday, their friends give them a job, their uncle rents them a house. My life, I am 5th generation Australian and I live like a refugee except I have NO ONE who is helping me.
ANGRY AT COUNSELLORS AND THERAPISTS I dont think I will ever pay another therapist again as they seem to enjoy talking to me but I never get emotionally healed. I feel that my trauma is like a volcano inside that if I had all my money back from therapists, I would be less angry. I can't tolerate paying a person who listens to me complain, makes me angry, and I pay them to repeat the process.
HATRED OF MOTHER...I just hate my mother, I want nothing good for her. I cannot believe that she used me as a disposable football all my life, ruined my life, and all she wanted was for me to go away. She did not adopt me, she did not murder me, she used me then threw me away when she had what she wanted: she faked in society to be perceived as a loving mother: her vile abuses are nothing but loving. She has created a myth of being a loving mother, she gets stupid men into her house with a hot meal then she asks them to do chores and tasks while she sits down and smokes dope. When they see her ways, she gets a new one. She is a 60 year old predator who offers meals to young men, my brothers friends so she can later ask them for favours because she is a poor old woman; she has been playing that trick since she was a poor young mother who is burdened by a horrible baby and just needs someone to mind the baby for 5 minutes so she can have a cigarette. 40+ years of manipulation.
SUMMARY: I TRY SO HARD TO FILL UP MY LIFE WITH GOOD THINGS AND IT IMPROVES EVERY YEAR. I ALSO GET BETTER AT TELLING MY STORY TO REAL LIFE ASSOCIATES. THEY NOW READ BETWEEN THE LINES AND UNDERSTAND I AM WIERD BECAUSE I HAD A FUCKED YOUNG LIFE AND THEY SEE THAT I TRY VERY HARD TO BE A GOOD FRIEND AND PERSON.
I ALSO KNOW THAT INSIDE MY HEAD ARE A LOT OF DEMONS WHO AFFECT MY REALITY. FOR EXAMPLE, I AM SO LONELY THAT I AM DESPERATE. SO I DONT ACT DESPERATE.
I ATTACK PEOPLE IF THEY TELL LIES, NOW I LET PEOPLE TELL A FEW LIES AND I DONT ATTACK THEM BUT, I WONT BE FRIENDS EITHER.
I LOVE DRINKING BUT, DRINKING FRIENDS ARENT TRUE FRIENDS SO I DONT DRINK ANYMORE.
MEN WILL WASTE MY TIME PRETENDING TO BE MY FRIEND WHEN THEY JUST WANT TO SHOW OFF TO ME. HELL NO I DUMP THESE CREEPS REAL FAST.
I like to see THE DEMONS as my greatest problems and LIVING IN REALITY as my greatest goal. I like to see myself as half dead, nearly murdered, tired and sad but still alive. I remain intolerant of child abuse, and child abusers. If people tell me the headlines, I say "thats a disgusting waste of human life and you should not think about that for your own entertainment" as I find a lot of people sensationalise crimes and abuse.
SO I RECKON THE KEY TO LIFE IS TO JUST KEEP GOING AND TRY TO GET WHAT YOU NEED.
AND PART OF GETTING WHAT YOU NEED IS LEARNING YOUR OWN LIMITS AS IN YOU DONT WANT TO GO TO THE PSYCH WARD AGAIN ETC
Then you create a comfort zone and, thats what all the kids at school had - they had a comfort zone and you and I were iceskating on eggshells just to survive.