My siblings and I were raised by an abusive narcissist who spent most of her free time screaming at my dad, when she wasn’t emotionally abusing and neglecting us.
But of course the cultural narrative was that men are only and always abusers, and women are only and always abused - so we normalised it; our whole reality bent around the notion that she was the poor innocent beleagured victim just doing her best to survive.
We took a vast amount of damage because an interpretation where she was the abuser simply wasn’t available to us - instead of forming defenses against her, we rendered ourselves more vulnerable.
I don’t take kindly to being told to go fix women’s problems first before mine will matter.
My siblings and I were raised by an abusive narcissist who spent most of her free time screaming at my dad, when she wasn’t emotionally abusing and neglecting us.
But of course the cultural narrative was that men are only and always abusers, and women are only and always abused - so we normalised it; our whole reality bent around the notion that she was the poor innocent beleagured victim just doing her best to survive.
We took a vast amount of damage because an interpretation where she was the abuser simply wasn’t available to us - instead of forming defenses against her, we rendered ourselves more vulnerable.
I don’t take kindly to being told to go fix women’s problems first before mine will matter.
I’ve been in exactly the same situation but I’m an only child… Sorry you had to go through that too… I hope you’re doing ok.
Trust me, I grew up in a family where the women fucked us up. They still -are.- I understand it.
I’m genuinely asking, though… Where did I call for anyone to fix women’s issues?