Thursday, March 18, 2021
"Stop blaming your parents, it’s your problem"
The insidious cicle
My brother led this life and eventually became a Grand. Narcissist himself.
I became his scapegoat and my sister his enablerWhen I learned the source of all the narcism in my life: within my family, I felt a devastation similar to death. I mourned over a childhood I never had. I mourn over my brother who basically died while becoming an adult and left behind just an empty shell of who he used to be. I mourned over my mom who slowly and eventually died while raising us, leaving behind a demon possessing her being. It hurts... I loved them with all my heart.. And now I look on top of it all, scraps of what my family once was, like seeing the remain of your best friend's scattered around the batterfield knowing he got caught as a war prisoner. All of us, so broken. so dysfuntional.
I always thought, how did I end up not being mentally challenged, how did I managed to be so healthy after such a screwed up childhood... I knew my childhood was bad but I didnt comprehend to what extent until I read about it and understood what the hell happened to us.
Well, now I have my answer: We are not healthy. we are trauma survivors every single one of us. We all coped the situation differently based on our role and how we were treated.
I can't help but feel like a defect... like I'm broken and cannot be salvaged.. and maybe i should stay single forever for the sake of anybody.. I know how irrational and victim-mindset this sounds like. I haven't had these negative thoughts for few years until recently when I discovered the narcissism within my family and I revisited my childhood. I was heart-sinking to realize the extend of what a sadly clichéd we all fit in the narcissist family mold
Wednesday, March 10, 2021
Sexual Abuse
- Dr. Grande