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| July 18th 2025 10:58 PM |
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Re: family
You’re not overreacting. Your parents doing this to you is traumatic no matter when it happened or how severe it is. It can cause a lot of damage mentally.
If they ever do it again I’d take pictures of any bruises and document when and where it happened as well as what was happening during that time so you have evidence of the abuse. I can’t say 100% anything will be done because I know the system can be messed up, but it’s good to have that evidence.
Remind yourself that at least for the moment you’re safe and didn’t deserve what happened. Remind yourself that there are good people out there that loge and care about you no matter what.
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| July 18th 2025 06:00 PM |
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family
So when I was younger, my parents used to hit me, occasionally leaving bruises, but that was years ago. The most recent time was last year on Father's Day. Whenever I get dcf involved, I get told by my parents that I made false accusations about abuse. (first: why would I do that, I have trauma with dcf and cops. Second: I love my parents????). I told the therapist leader and doctor at my outpatient program about it, and I got shoved off and then made to go home even though I was scared. There was this man, Myles, whom I started having a panic attack when it got loud. I told him, and so he had me step out with him. After 5 minutes in the quiet room, he came in and asked if I wanted to talk.
I said I didn't know, but he still sat down. I said I was scared, and my parents and I never had a good relationship. I never went into detail with him. I told him I flinch whenever someone yells at me or goes to give me a high five. He told me he understood being yelled at, how it hurt him. After he left and kept pacing outside the door, I cried while rubbing my thigh. My worst bruise was left on my thigh when I was eight. I felt like I could feel the hit again. Under my breath, I whispered Don't hurt him(him being my brother). Myles didn't hear me. I choked on a sob and leaned my head back and looked out the door. He was standing there looking at me. I looked away and continued to cry. The flashbacks hit me like a ton of bricks.
The sobs weren't fake; it felt good to cry. I was always told some kids have it worse than I do, so I learned to keep my mouth shut, but Myles wanted to listen. I didn't give him details, but I let him see my crying and choking on sobs and hear my fears...
Am I overreacting? It's been a year...I don't know if they'd do it again...
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