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Hi Trees

I can't thank you enough for your response. I'm sorry you went through what you did as a child too.

I have spent my life feeling like I just had all these issues and couldn't cope with life, basically thinking I was just a less than capable human being. It helps so much to be able to find at least some answers as to why I struggle with certain things the way I do. My most destructive behaviours have included promiscuity and chronic indecision. I am full of regret and self-loathing. So having a supportive place to help work through these things is invaluable.

Thanks again, and big hugs back!

I haven't suffered any physical abuse during my life. So I have been very lucky and I truly feel for those here who have.

My situation was more like growing up amidst some form of crisis most of the time. My mother's mother died when I was 3 months old, so mum, dad and I moved into grandad's house as mum wanted to take care of him. He was very unkind to my father for no good reason. Dad stuck it out for as long as he could before renting a place close by, though he and mum stayed together. I jumped between houses.

Grandad got progressively sicker with emphysema and eventually lung cancer. Dad came back for a while and he and mum had my brother when I was seven. But he moved out again soon after and they started seeing other people.

Mum was working fulltime, the only able adult taking care of a large house, looking after two young kids and caring for a dying man. Dad never abandoned us, he just couldn't take the verbal abuse from grandad anymore and I don't blame him.

I can now appreciate how hard this time would have been for both of them. Mum sometimes used to stand down the opposite end of the hallway and scream at me about all the things she had to do. She never asked me to help, but then flew into a screaming rage about how I never helped. As a kid I was completely confused. But I was the closest thing she had to an adult around who she could take things out on. She'd spend days in bed crying. She complained about having no money. She constantly seemed helpless and powerless. One time she smashed one of my toys in my room out of frustration because my room was so messy. Grandad died in our house which was a huge, traumatic experience involving the whole family, who were called from all ends of the country to basically come and watch it happen.

We were never taught to be responsible and have suffered for it as adults. If something was difficult or unpleasant, we were simply allowed to quit.  At age 16 my brother began to have mental problems and had a psychotic episode. He was institutionalised for a while. He will be dependent on strong medication for the rest of his life.

As for me, I am terrified that I will end up alone or with someone who doesn't make me happy. I seem to be utterly dysfunctional when it comes to men. I'm scared I'm not good enough for someone who I really want and that the smart thing for me to do is to settle for someone who I'm not attracted to, but who is less likely to leave me. I almost married someone like that, but we wanted different things. Still it took me years to put my own needs first as I felt like risking our relationship was totally impossible. We separated for a while, but I could never trust that anyone I liked really liked me and it turned out to be true most of the time. The ensuing disappointment – depression  - anxiety is too much to bear. The most recent instance of this resulted in sever depression. I never had suicidal thoughts, more a desire to not exist/sleep, pull myself apart (sorry not sure how else to describe it). I can't commit to a single career path, and I never feel like anything I do is good enough.

I'm now spending time with my ex-fiancé again. As long as he's an option, I'll go back to him because he's safe, even though I don't feel excited about a relationship with him, more like I should be grateful and appreciate it. I'm scared I'm too old and messed up to meet someone new. My mum is now with someone she doesn't really want to be with but feels she can't leave.

I'm not sure if I actually have a genuine problem or if I'm just a terrible, selfish, cowardly person. However my counsellor recently said she thought I fitted C-PTSD and I should look into it. It does make some sense but I'm not sure if I should be here seeking help or not.

Regardless, I thank you for hearing me out!