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Simon
ParticipantI am one of two siblings I have an older sister of 2 years. I lived with both my parents until I was 10 years old, that was when my father moved out. He left to live with a woman who was part of a family which we had shared occasions with. These at the time was seen as normal to me I suppose as I did not know what life was about. I do know that my memories of mum and dad are always of extreme shouting and swearing which I did not know what it was being so young it looked and sounded pretty violent. My life has always been a tapestry of lies people being part of my life but who were often spoken of with distaste among my peers. I grew up in a home where my mother and father fid not sleep together, my father slept in my bedroom at night whilst I was put to bed with my sister in my mothers bed. My grandparents lived next door and my sister and I would spend sleep every night there enabling my mother and father to go out which I thought normal. At the weekends Fri-Saturday we would sleep at my aunts and Sunday my great uncle would babysit us at our home the only night spent in our own home. Are you ok with this Anita it seems as though I am writing my life story which is good as my therapist and I often go off track.
Simon
ParticipantYou’re very good at this Anita I wish I could move on from this position it’s now ruining my life as always as it always has I’m so miserable
Simon
ParticipantThanks for your reply Anita I started to notice I was troubled maybe not depressed when I was around 18 years of age with my first serious girlfriend. I developed trust issues and consequently lost my girlfriend due to my infidelity. I have had and I am currently having Therapy which always goes back to my parents break up due to my mothers infidelity and always being told how to think and feel about myself through my early teens. I feel my parents have always kept their lives private from me and we only communicate on a superficial level I feel others perhaps share a deeper connection with their parents. I look back and feel that whoever I was died with my first girlfriend leaving me my paranoid personality took over and I’ve lived a lie ever since.
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