Growing Up With Abuse & Craziness
I wanted to hear what kind of advice Dr. Phil gave these parents, especially about their responsibilities toward their other children. One of the children profiled on the show in particular reminded me of my brother. This child tried to poison his brother and sisters and step-mother. They were all hospitalized. Not once, but twice this happened. Currently the child is in a juvenile detention home after being in a mental health facility the first time. Do you know the parents are actually contemplating bringing this homicidal child home??? I wanted to reach through the television and shake some sense into them. It was like they had no idea what kind of damage they would do to their other children bringing someone who tried to kill them back into the home. Don't those kids deserve to feel safe? To be safe?
The mom especially reminded me of my mother...she seemed so confused and unable to stand up and protect her other children from this crazy boy. To this day my mother tries to act like she really thought she was making the right decision and just trying to 'keep the family' together. I might believe that IF my mother did not have the education and training she does. My mother has a bachelor's degree in sociology with a minor in psychology, and a master's degree in social work. She did over 3 years of field work with disturbed kids before she even had any children of her own and worked in social work throughout my childhood, so she knew from jump what was likely to happen when you bring a disturbed child into the home or back into the home after they have acted out so aggressively against other children. She knew that it is highly likely they will act out on the other children in the home. I feel that my mother loves me, but part of me feels she intentionally set me and my younger brothers and sisters up to get hurt.
The more I learned about my mother's early childhood the more this makes sense because she experienced severe illness as a child, parental abandonment (my grandfather rarely saw his kids after he and my grandmother divorced and my grandmother left for a few years to attend graduate school when my mother was just a toddler), paralyzing racism, lack of affection and harsh physical discipline from my great-grandparents. Maybe she was subconsciously trying to repeat her own childhood chaos onto her own children.
My father is not exempt from this. He has always maintained that he didn't want any of my crazy siblings to come back into our house, but he still let them back in, to hurt us again and again. Finally he put his foot down after my brother threatened my mother with a butcher knife (another kid on the show actually stabbed his step-mother several times with a butcher knife). My brother remained in a mental facility until his early twenties. When he was released he left to live in the same city his mother lived in, and I only saw him once after that. He looked me up and down lewdly and stared at me with contempt and hatred. I refused to speak to him for the rest of the visit and never saw him again.
When I was in an abusive relationship I didn't think that the craziness and chaotic environment I grew up in had anything at all to do with me being in that situation. I honestly believed that I 'just happened' to fall in love with someone who had severe mental issues, I 'just happened' to leave my parents chaotic home only to find myself living in another chaotic home where I was abused and lived in fear. I felt like it was just chance, just a coincidence.
It is crystal clear to me now that I was just trying to repeat the crazy environment of fear that I grew up in. I was so damaged by that fear...you have no idea. I felt so confused growing up. I didn't understand when I was a child why my parents wouldn't protect me. It made me feel worthless and like I was garbage. Like I was nothing. Why else would you allow someone who seriously tried to kill your child back into your home? But on the other hand my parents, especially my mom, would say that they loved me and that I was special. It is so clear to me now why living with the man who abused me felt right at the time. Someone scaring me, hurting me, telling me I was worthless, telling me they were going to kill me, but then turning around and saying that they loved me more than anything...why, it felt like home.
Currently my brothers and sisters and I, us younger siblings affected the most by the insanity that wrecked my family, have all had turbulent young adulthoods and a difficult time managing life. After I left the abusive relationship at age 20, I struggled and struggled until I was around 25. I didn't really begin to feel a strong sense of emotional stability until I was 30 years old. Now I am 35 and just in the past year felt truly strong enough to understand the complexities of my childhood and how that trauma has had a ripple effect on my life. One of my brothers is an alcoholic who has been unable to live on his own for many years now. One of my sisters has gone back to an abusive relationship. Two of my sisters suffer from severe social anxiety; one to the point where she can barely talk, she speaks in a near whisper and seems afraid of everyone in the family. The other can talk just fine to family members but she freezes up when trying to talk to strangers and has difficulty with getting and keeping a job. She has never lived on her own and lives with our parents.
We are now all in our 30s and I don't see these siblings trying to acknowledge their issues or get better...they don't even seem to want to live a normal, healthy life. I understand I can't do anything about how they choose to live...I just feel a great sense of sadness and loss at their potential. If you could have seen them! Any of us when we were small children before all the craziness happened, you would have seen we could have done anything any of us set our minds to as adults. And I worry what's going to happen to them when our parents are gone. They have all been angered and hurt by my refusal to play into or listen to their drama/victim/crisis mode lifestyles, so most are not speaking to me. Worse still, most of my siblings don't even speak to each other regularly. We all talk to our parents but that's about it. So much for keeping the family together.
Back to the show...basically Dr. Phil told them they would be putting themselves and their other children in harm's way by bringing the severely disturbed children back into the home. He offered them help and treatment options, and both families took it. I wish my parents had gotten help like that.
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