LoveQuiet wrote:Hi, Kooz,
Well, I don't know much about MBPS, but I do know about child abuse.
And the children of MBPS sure have been abused. Although my parents weren't "crazy" by any psychiatric assessment, their behavior sure was "crazy" -- and abusive. And (like MBPS) they stonewalled against believing it. I had to abandon all hope that they would ever be decent parents (or even supportive acquaintances) -- since they would never see their way to getting help for *their* part in my crazy-making childhood.
It was devastating to me to have to abandon hope of ever having a real family (though I have in-laws now who are much more like real family), but having given up on getting positive relations there I have been able to start therapy *on myself* - and to start building positive relationships elsewhere.
Here's hoping that you can get some help working through the anger (and other stages of grief or PTSD or how ever someone might want to diagnose where you've been left).
Congratulations on hitting on a possible "diagnosis" of how bizarre your parents were -- and I hope it lets you launch your own healing journey.
All the best,
—LQ
Lovequiet, your response soothes and resonates; thanks for your empathy.
you wrote:
"And (like MBPS) they stonewalled against believing it. I had to abandon all hope that they would ever be decent parents (or even supportive acquaintances) -- since they would never see their way to getting help for *their* part in my crazy-making childhood. "
Getting my parents to "admit to the suffering they caused me" has been a huge struggle, but they continually choose to not do even be conscious of their mbps. The hardest part is to "cross them off the list" for emotional support because that's so contradictory to my definition of a parent; you're supposed to go to "mum and paps" for advice and support, but after the emotional and psychological abuse I endured, I had to stop that. Stopping that was almost harder than enduring the abuse.
They'd lure me in to make me frustrated about something and then say I had some psychological disorder; I felt like I had to hide and conceal all my interests because if they new something I liked (like working on the computer, for example), the would use that as a pressure point to limit my access to that. If they new a place I wanted to live (LA, for example) they'd try to get me to do the "darndest" things by using those interests as threats. As result, I somewhat ended up disillusioning myself about my actual likes and dislikes. I had grown so accustomed to (once my parents so a penchant towards a hobby) to manipulate that and askew that, that I ended up learning to conceal my interests and to never really be able to truly connect with fields of study, until WAY out of the nest.
Fortunately, my aunt and uncle, and much of my extended family are incredibly people. My parents are icy, manipulative, controlling, dominating, and psychologically perverse, but some of my extended family are just great -- colorful, alive, focused, compassionate, wise people.
Hey, thanks for framing that in a positive light, "healing journey"! Also, you're right, my focus shouldn't be MBPS because that's my parents problem; my focus should be like you said, anxiety, PTSD, all the other consequences of that abuse; one thign that irks me is my two brothers; they aren't even aware of this and if I mention MBPS to them, they'll think that's absurd, but I see the toll (although less on them than on me -- most was channeled towards me) it has taken on them. I'm concerned about my brothers' health, too.
Thanks!
--john