So I went to my sisters as planned. Had a great day. At midnight she pulled out the big guns.
***trigger starts here***
Bit of back track. When I was 17 my mother purposefully snooped around in my bedroom to find and read my diary. She didn't like what she read (talk of abuse from her and father that I was telling the social worker) so disappeared for the night and came back the next morning with a message that was pure and simple: bourbon. I nearly killed myself because of you and it would have been your fault. Stop talking to people or I will hurt myself.
So round my sisters she says something along the lines of: that whole time was your fault bourbon. You should have hidden the diary better you shoul have known she was going to look for it. You wanted her to see it really didn't you? You don't take responsibility for what you've done wrong. You don't care about the fact your actions have been hurting your family. Our mother nearly killed herself and it would have been your fault. I am petrified she is going to do that again. Stop fooling around or she will.
Basically.
My partner is trying to convince me she said it out of love and a lack of understanding about the whole thing. Apparently she has no idea what it was the mother read that made her nearly topple into death. She wants me to tell her. All.
I've told her before about the abuse and she's reacted with: oh bourbon it was a game. That knife game was a game. You're blowing it out of proportion. Stop dwelling on it.
I have no idea what to do.
It feels like any sense of stability I have managed to pull together in the last few months has been torn apart in a matter of seconds. When she said all that I ran to the bathroom and spent the next 30 mins tryin not to throw up (I have a phobia of throwing up). I then drove home at 2 in the morning just to get away.
I have woken up after a few hours sleep feeling like my life ha been sucked out of me. It's fathers day today and I've ruined it. I feel so guilty just for breathing air at the moment.
Just needed to share.
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