enigmabrat -> RE: Confessions (8/6/2006 4:12:38 PM)
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Ok I desided to repost this... and NOT chicken out this time... You alll were so brave and I feel that I should be too... Ok i stare at this blank little box again and know what I want to say and can not bring myself to say but i will start small and works up... I sit friday after friday in a therapists office I play with the toys she has on the side table for the young children that she sees (yes at 22 Im still seeing a child psycologist) I do not talk to her, she drags small details from me i tell her as little as I can get away with. I dont like to talk about what made me what I am now not with her she is pacient i am, draining.... When i was 4 my mom and aunt went back to school to save the printing busyness my parents owned becuase my uncle died and they needed to learn to run the presses my dad was left at home with my older brother me and my newborn sister he could not deal he lost his brother and best friend... he would never hit my brother he was always his favorate and he could not hit a newborn.. I was emotional always and week he picked on me... he beat me when my brother made him mad he beat me when my sister cried one time i cried so hard I threw up he shuved my face in it and made me eat it.. I do not hate him for this nor do I blaim he we are actually very close now even though he is stilll very mean and verbaly abusive at times, he no longer hits me. My wounds from this are still open but i will not adress them they are better left ignored.... My aunt remarried and braught a new man into the house when I was 5... this man loved me more then was apropriate... he molested me for 15 years... my parents knwo and he still lives with us, this hurts me more then the molestation did... I do not remeber all the things he did to me. I fermly beleave some things are better left forgotten for there was a reason we forgott them in the first place... these wounds also still open and i will not adress them they will also be ignored. My mom has always needed to controll what I ate not what my brother or sister ate only me.. when I was 13 she locked the food up from me I wasnt over waight at the time i am now my siblings were aloud to get food whenever they wanted I needed to be supervised, this ingrained a deep shame for me when asosiating with food, I am bulimic with anerexic tendinsises I eather eat way to much or I eat nothing at all... Last year i was hospitalised because I hadnt eaten in three weeks and my medication was eating away at me because of the lack of food I am terrafied of people I can barely leave the house without a panic attack from people though Im medicated and its better now then it was... Im am so scared of people as I never had friends growing up i was tormented in school torn apart by my peers when I was 17 I had a breakdown and ended up in a mental hospital for a while this was a safe place and i have to admit I never wanted to leave it.... there was structure and safety there... When i got home I did not return to school i was home schooled!! My younger sister has a real temper problem and takes it out on me only me... It sucks beeing the punching bag in the house in the last year she has given me a black eye and one time in the parking lot of a place she attacked me tearing my shirt completly off of me she calls me awfull things that really hurt... its sad but we are actually very close despite how poorly she treats me at times... Its so hard because mt family is so close and yet so abusive I was never discaplined growing up (beatings for no reason dont count) I now crave it I need Lots of rules and consaquenses which is more then a lot of Doms want to give... I am a virgin and the idea of sex scares me to no end I may be a virgin forever. I have no job no money and no way out of my situation I cant work retail because of my social fobia though i am in school i want to be a teacher I love kids and i want my own more then anything My bigest confetion is I just want to be loved I just want to be held and loved but sometimes I feel that maybe that is too much to ask.. there is so much more that I dont dare write i cant bear to write and some things Iv just blocked out...
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