BlueBaySenior Contributor
My story
Hi everyone
I thought I would say a bit about my story and why I am on here. I probably should have written something a few weeks ago when I first came on. But here goes:
Six years ago I was seeing a psychologist for work stress. After a few weeks I told him i had memories of being sexually abused as a child. I was abused by 3 different people at different times at the age of 9-12 yrs old. It was devastating, traumatic and emotional. After a few weeks I plucked up the courage to tell my husband. I decided to tell him with my psychologist there as well for support. I read him a letter and it was an emotional session. After that I thought I need to tell my parents. I tried to bring up the conversation with my mum telling her i was suffering depression. After a few weeks she phoned me and 'hassled' me on the phone, asking so many questions. At the end I blurted out that i have memories of being abused. She was supportive for a few weeks but then changed dramatically. She called me one day and said 'i need to speak to you, so you and your husband are to come over'.
My husband and I went to my parents house but only my mum was there. She opened the door and had this hard cold look on her face. I asked her where dad was and she replied 'he's not here, he doesn't want to see you or hear what you have to say'. But i knew that was her plan not my dad's. She started yelling at me telling me 'how dare you wait 30 yrs to tell me about the abuse'. she said to my husband 'and you are not a proper husband because you should have told me'. he said i only did what my wife said to do and i was supporting her. i asked her to just listen to me for a minute because i had a letter to read her; she replied 'i don't want to hear what you have to say, i am not interested'. So with that i grabbed my bag and walked out hysterically.
We drove home and i went straight to bed, hysterical that my own mum could be like this. all i wanted was for her to hug me. and i so wanted my dad.
I sent her the letter that i was meant to read to her and she posted it back. i then sent my dad a birthday card and gift and she sent that back as well.
For 4 yrs they never contacted me or my children. my daughter turned 21 and they never sent her anything, my son turned 21 the year after and again nothing. do you know how that hurt me??
Then in 2014 my grandmother passed away so I decided to reunite with my parents. It was an emotional time seeing my dad, i sobbed and sobbed so much. i didn't care much about my mum, all i wanted was my dad. i felt like a little girl again wanting to be hugged by her dad.
That year was different, i knew it would never be the same again. i would often invite them over for lunch but always they had an excuse to not come. Christmas came and no invitation and an excuse as to why she couldn't have us there.
In June 2015 I was admitted into hosptial for a break. I didn't tell my mum as she had stopped calling me and would always wait for me to call her. So i didn't bother. She eventually phoned me and found out i was in hospital. I called her and yet again i was in for more abuse. Abuse on the phone, the same story as 4 years before. She then said i had to stop talking to my sister to which i replied "you can't tell me to stop talking to my sister". She then said 'you have betrayed the family" - to which I hung up. You can imagine i was an hysterical mess, i threw my phone and ran out of my room. The nursing staff had to calm me down and work out what had happened. They ended up giving me a medication to help me calm down and sleep.
So to this day, 2016 I am still not talking to them. I really want to see my dad so much, I hurt so much, I am in pain not being able to see him - all because of my mum. She is one controling and manipulative person; one that i never want to see again.
Sorry for length of post.