Hi Chantel,
Thanks for sharing your story. Some things ring close to home.
I'm wordless. I'm startled at how sometimes, many times, we as society, as families, as parents, fail at seeing these dysfunctional behaviours. I'm started at why, for example, in family talks we don't address it more emphatically. I'm startled at why we as society see it, and let it happen: The manipulation: "If you don't do it, you don't love me any more", The expectation from children to support their parents emotionally, psychologically and sometimes in other ways: "Are you making him happy? He needs you".
Those threats you mentioned from your dad, I heard them too, and I had your same answer:
Chant2012 wrote:I remember thinking in my head, "I am not crying daddy. Please stop hurting me... If you stop, I will be able to stop making these hiccups and show you I'm not really crying."
I remember the fear, I remember the trembling, and even though, as you say, that was not regularly, it was there. And the mixed feelings of love and anger.
I can also relate to the feeling of betrayal. The father of my father touched me for years. I never thought it was wrong, until I was old enough to understand that wasn't right. I remember telling my mother; the first time she told me: "You must be confused", and I felt silly and embarrassed. I insisted on telling her, because I saw he was going to do the same to my sister, and then she believed me. However, she never distanced herself from him. She actually helped him and supported him, emotionally and financially. I felt betrayed. I couldn't believe how she would help and hug the man who had touched her daughter for so many years, when she was so young. That wasn't acceptable for me.
I don't believe your dad's words when you talked to him about what his "friend" did. I don't believe his blindness, his lack of support at that moment, I don't believe his actions after that. I don't get how anyone would react that way, as I don't understand why my mother reacted that way.
By telling your story you share your fears, your doubts, the thoughts you had when things were happening, and that along is healing. Is finding someone else who went by the same and understanding that it's not only me who feels that way, you felt that way too. And, although I don't want that for anyone, by reading your story I understand that my fights have grounds.
You have been strong, you have been strong and mature even when your father wanted to press you to do things you didn't want.
May I ask why have you been drinking lately? Are you trying to forget? Are you in pain? Are you being safe when you drink? Watch out alcohol might not be a good friend when wrong people are around.
Safe hugs if you want them. I wish you peace, I wish anything that hurts heals.
Sea
Taking myself some time away from PF. Sea (Dec, 2016)