Family and Separation
Today in my PTSD workbook I had a lesson on what you know about your family. I thought for a moment and realized I know almost nothing about my parents and grandparents. It's a really sad thought, I feel like I should have asked more questions. The saddest thought about this is I really didn't have my grandparents in my life from 8th grade to my 19th birthday. I guess even then it was small encounters at best. Then when I was married my husband at the time refused to let me go see them. I really feel like I was robbed of that precious time with them. When it comes to my parents I didn't want much of a relationship. My dad was extremely abusive in every sense of the word. I remember the countless times I watched him beat my mom till she was unconscious. My mom was abusive too physically, mentally and emotionally. She has hated me since birth, left me to die in a crib and never served time for it. She was constantly telling me I was fat and putting me on ridiculous diets an...