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Message Subject What's your earliest traumatic memory?
Poster Handle Ambulance Girl
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My mother had undiagnosed scitzo and bipolar. I was 3 and my Dad took my brother to a soccer game and I was left alone with my mom. I did something to upset her, not sure what I did, probably typical toddler stuff. She got really mad and picked me up by my ears and held me me up in the air that way saying she was going to kill me. It hurt really bad, it felt like my head was going to explode.
 Quoting: DelusionsOfGranduer


I know what that feels like. My mother was paranoid schizophrenic and was as mean as the devil himself. She not only would pick me up by my ears she would choke me up against walls and lift me off the ground with her hands wrapped around my neck a foot or more while screaming and spitting in my face. She even tried to kill me by chasing me with a butcher knife when I was about 5. Fired a gun at me when I was 16. Daily beatings and stampings were an everyday occurrence. It was hell on earth. But i survived and blessed to still be alive.

Needless to say I didn't really have a childhood... I feared that woman until the day she died which was only a couple of years ago.

My first memory was of me only 3 yrs old.

Mother had married a man as mean as she was. I was in bed, it was dark and I woke up when the light came on. My mother was Standing in the doorway watching as her new husband started beating me in the face and body with his fists.

When he was done he left the room. I was crying and asked my mother why he did that. Her response was because I was sucking my thumb in my sleep.

I even remember the next morning I was covered in blood and so was my bed.

My entire childhood was similar.

I'm not a victim though. I'm a strong independent woman. I'm glad I grew up the way I did. It made me strong.

I look around today and see weak people that fall apart at the most simplest problems. I would rather be me. :)
 Quoting: Ambulance Girl


That’s really rough when you have not only one person abusing you, but two. Thankfully my Dad didn’t abuse me but he would work at least 12 hour days, pretty much any excuse to not be home and deal with my Mom.

That’s crazy she fired a gun on you. My mother was definitely similar, she never fired a gun on us but she threatened to whenever she was “in a mood”. Once my brother and I got older (taller than her) the physical abuse stopped and it was all emotional/verbal abuse.

Was your mother triggered by holidays or birthdays? I could never celebrate my birthday and days like Christmas would set her off the deep end. My most memorable Christmas was when I was 12. We came home from a family Christmas party really late at night, and at midnight she declared that “Christmas was over”, proceeded to knock over the Christmas tree, opened the sliding door and dragged the tree out in the deck. She followed it up with throwing the presents outside into the snow and trying to light matches and toss them on the tree to burn it. As if that wasn’t bad enough she told my brother, Dad, and I that she was going to shoot us all with a shot gun. Later on in the night my brother woke to the smell of gas, she had lit every burner on the stove and blew out the flames letting the gas leak in the house. All I can say is, thank God she didn’t light a cigarette in that time period because we all would have gone up in flames.

I definitely think experiences like these make us stronger and creates a great amount of patience.

My mother passed away a few years ago as well. She had an aggressive form of cancer, only lived for 3.5 months from diagnosis till death. She really suffered. I kind of feel like, had she not been such a nasty person, she wouldn’t have had it so bad.

Glad you made it out ok despite having a shitty childhood. We can either grow from this stuff or let it hold us back.
 Quoting: DelusionsOfGranduer


Sounds like we had the same mother. Mine threw fits of insanity quite often like your Christmas story. I'm sure we would have similar stories about our crazy upbringing.

I'm glad you made it out ok as well. I'm sure you struggled as a young adult emotionally as I did, but I can tell, you, like myself, came out the other end just fine :)

My main motto is "what doesn't kill you can only make you stronger if you never let it break you".

Too bad we aren't neighbors, we would probably be great friends!

I added you to my buddy list... although I rarely post. I'm more of a reader here on GLP.

hf
 
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