Hey guys,
This kind of follows on from me previous
post, and has become so important to me because of the way my parents have
manipulated people into giving them details on me.
One thing that is the same across all
different types of abuse and even beyond abuse in some situations is control. It is the
"thing" that the perpetrators’ are wanting, sexual abuse isn’t about
the sex it’s about having control over their victim, and the same for other
types of abuse, or even bullying etc.
My parents were always very controlling of
me. Looking back now it feels that I never really had the freedom that any
person should have. I will give you a couple of quick examples; when I was 17
and choosing which degree that I wanted to do at uni, I had changed my mind and
so had changed what I had applied for (to Sociology and History from English
and History) when my mum found out she went crazy as it’s not what she wanted
me to do; the other example is that when I moved into my first flat down south
my dad put parental control on my computer so that I couldn’t go on amazon etc.,
i was 26! These are just two examples, although trivial ones, of where i feel
that my parents tried to control me more than they had a right to. I am my own
person and feel that I should be able to make my own decisions’ whether they
are right or wrong. After all the only real way to learn is to make mistakes.
I am sure that they would defend
themselves by saying that they would only want what is best for me (?!?) and
were trying to help. However they had control over me, I was forever trying to
live up to their expectations, which in themselves were very mixed up,
depending on how they wanted to be seen, although always to look the perfect
parents, whether I had to be a great student (when it was doing my MA that fell
into that) or the carer that puts themselves out (with my "illness"
but of cause parts of it had to be hidden, such as my self -harm). None of it,
of cause, was the truth...that the control that they exercised over me was more
than a normal parent, and in abnormal abusive ways, and I learned to keep
quiet, but no more.
When I made the decision to tell, say what
had been really going on, I was trying to break that control, take my life back
for me. It took a lot of trust in those I was talking to at Lavender, as I had
been quietened so often by my parents becoming too involved so that I wouldn't
be believed, but I had finally found somewhere that I was safe, and could talk.
Through talking about the abuse I have been able to take a lot of the control
back from them.
However they still try and control me,
even though they cannot do it directly any more. My mum won't give up the role
of Nearest Relative (A legal role should I ever be sectioned again) even though
she cannot comment on my mental health as I have no contact and will have no
contact with them. They also continue to hold some sentimental items
"hostage", probably because they know that I want them....they are
not willing to realise that I want, and deserve, control over my life, I want
to be free, a Survivor away from all the maladaptive and very damaging control
they have had over me.
I wish it was all simple, but it’s not, I
am not free of them as I wish to be, their "programming" of me, and
how I should present them, continues to plague me. The way that they made me
feel about myself continues, and I still see myself as evil and obviously
wanting what they were doing to me. In my head I am not free, but one day I
hope to be completely free inside and out of their devastating influences over
me.
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