Child Abuse - Does It Ever Go Away
by Elaine Ellis
(Lancashire, UK)
Right, I'm going to admit it straight out. This is not something I'd usually do. But, desperate circumstances need desparate measures...
I've had a bit of a "blip" recently. O.k.! Not really a bit! Not a blip! So, I'm fibbing! It's been a 'mare! A real nightmare! And I'll openly confess that my coping ability has just deserted me. One minute it's fine, and the next... My coping has just completely run out!
I don't know whether it would be fair to say that things have been building up. That my husband and I have had a run of really rotten events over the past few years that, ordinarily, and each on their own, would be difficult to cope with, but not impossible.
2004 (late) - move house to a renovation project; an old Victorian house that hubby and I want to do up.
2005 (mid) - I started getting really nasty symptoms of menstrual and bowel problems. Also under pressure to have children. Not conceiving.
2005 (late) - my mother had the first major Bi-polar relapse in a long series.
2005 (late) - father in law gets cancer back after remission. I'm now under even more pressure to have kids before he gets too ill to enjoy them. Start planning Wedding.
2006 (early) - I change job to work closer to home because I believe that my family need me. This means giving up a job I love.
2006 (late) - father in law dies of cancer after long illness in Hospice. Mother in law distraught. My now husband and I cancel our Wedding because of the death in the family. We loose the deposit already paid. It seems inappropriate. I'm getting bullied at work.
2007 (all) - still getting bullied at work. Mum having more problems. Her relapse turns out to have been caused by the G.P. messing up her medication. Mum then gets diagnosed with chronic Osteo Arthritis.
2008 (late) - I have surgery for my menstrual condition. It does not get better. I'm told I have fertility problems.
2009 (early) - I get the news my Godfather has died of cancer. I am also told my Uncle (father's older brother) has cancer. This disrupts Wedding plans again, as I have just got back in touch with these family members after years, and losing them seems too soon.
2009 (late) - uncle dies of cancer. I learn that my cousin has breast cancer. She is only the same age as me, poor thing. The Wedding goes ahead this time as everyone feels the family need it. Also, my husband and I choose not to have Wedding presents, but make donations to charity instead, as do our guests. The charities are the RSPCA, Mind (Mental Illness) and Macmillan Cancer Fund. On the day of my Wedding, I am seriously ill with a chest infection and on my second course of Antibiotics.
2010 (early) - make decision to go back to University. I've wanted to continue my Postgraduate study for ages, but it's never been the right time. I can no longer stand the bullying at work, and I really NEED something for me. I want so desperately to go back to University as I really feel my confidence needs a boost. I also commence Tribunal proceedings against my ex boss for bullying and disability discrimination.
2010 (late) - mum has surgery to replace her right knee joint as her Arthritis is so bad. My own symptoms are getting much worse, and I'm told I'll need surgery, too.
2011 (early) - I have surgery, and miss all my exams at University. I am diagnosed with Endometriosis and adhesions (damage!) to my bladder and bowel. I am told my uterus is also abnormal.
Darlene, I have to admit, this looks on paper like a catalogue of disasters. I think I've managed by pretending it's not happened. I'm crying typing this. I can't believe everything that HAS happened. My life feels like it's changed so much. It feels out of control.
And that's how I end up here. I wonder if this is why all the bad memories and feelings have come flooding back. I have the same old feelings of being "bad" and "worthless". Like I'm some sort of "disaster area" that deserves bad things happening. Like I attract them! I feel that I have no other way of explaining to myself why else things have happened in the way that they have recently. My head keeps telling me that I MUST have done something to cause it.
I'm wondering if these feelings were always there in the back of my mind, but that because things seemed to be going well for a while, I was able to suppress them. Is this what happens when you've been abused? When something really gets to you it all comes flooding back? Like it never really goes away?
I've never felt so lost. Like I've lost an identity I've spent so long, and worked so hard to piece together. A person I finally liked. She's gone again. And in the place is just someone so empty I cannot even begin to describe her. And the emptiness just wants to fill itself up with all sorts of negative thoughts. Like it has a mind of its own.
If this is "depression", then I can sure tell you what it feels like to be inside it. I feel like when I needed it most, my body has let me down. It has failed. I have failed as a woman. I'm NOT a woman. Just "half" a woman. Why does my husband want a wife who cannot have children? Who has bowel problems? I feel ugly and dirty and untouchable.
I know these feelings so well. They are like old familiars. They almost feel comfortable, I've worn them so often before. Right now, I feel like the person I'd become after leaving home was a "fake". That the "real me" is the rubbish me. The one who gets hurt, and punished, and works hard for nothing. Everybody's punchbag and lackey. Is that REALLY me?
I feel confused. I want to fight this. I worked hard to be happy. Worked hard for what I have. I thought I'd left the hurt behind. I don't know HOW I get through this. I think I know why I feel this way. Why it's happening now; but I cannot seem to stop it.
Could somebody maybe help me pick my way through this, and make sense of things? This website has really helped me in the past. Helped me be happy as me. Helped me open up, and accept change. I could really do with a bit of help to put this to rest.
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