Hi, So the last few years have been really awful. Cutting to the chase,
I was held hostage and fell pregnant with my abusers baby. I lost my job
and my house at the same time, and lockdowns were happening every five
minutes in Victoria so there was n...
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Hi, So the last few years have been really awful. Cutting to the chase,
I was held hostage and fell pregnant with my abusers baby. I lost my job
and my house at the same time, and lockdowns were happening every five
minutes in Victoria so there was no way to really look for work in my
field. I had to move back home with my abusive family and since then,
everything has been hard. Every day is a challenge. I find myself hoping
that I can just die peacefully in my sleep to avoid suffering another
day. Then the guilt sets in because I have a 2 year old son who depends
on me. I’m his only lifeline, so the pressure to make it is
overwhelming. Living here has depleted my mental health lower than I
could ever have imagined. When I say my family is abusive, I’m talking
psychologically and emotionally. It’s the typical dysfunctional,
‘narcissistic’ hellhole that perhaps some are familiar with. The
constant put downs, the constant scapegoating, the name calling,
backstabbing, manipulation, it is all just so much. I’ve dealt with this
my entire life and it just keeps getting worse. When I gave birth to my
son, my own ‘mother’ called CPS on me because she wanted the attention
on her and the baby would be taking that away. I’m so f****** angry at
her, and the whole family for shrugging it off and being so
unsupportive. They gaslighted me despite knowing what she did. That
event, along with some other deplorable things I can’t include in 2500
characters, was enough to send me into serious PPD which I obviously
have not recovered from. I have to try and grey rock her all the time
just to keep her from amping up her harassment of me. I’m studying, I’m
looking for work and a home for my son. I’m medicated, I’ve spoken to
mental health professionals. I exercise, eat well, nothing helps. I’m
also currently being dragged through the family court after the police
filed an IVO against my ex for stalking me and he wants payback. The
thought of co-parenting with him makes me sick, even though I have
documented extensive evidence of his abuse. I’m 26 years old. I should
be starting a career, I should be living independently. I should be
happy. I guess I just needed to vent because that suffocating feeling is
getting too much. And there’s not a person alive who I can physically
speak with who offers any love, support or understanding. Apologies if
you read this and it was all over the place. Tonight has been rather
emotional.