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Most difficult years of my life
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<blockquote data-quote="Guidance seeker" data-source="post: 725977" data-attributes="member: 22632"><p>I’m also from the north of England. </p><p></p><p> I found it hard to tell anybody for the first 2 years as I felt so ashamed and felt it was my fault - that I must’ve done something wrong. I had hoped it would be a phase. As time passed, I confided in one or two people but I’m more open now and I think that helped - also I live in a relatively small place and people see things and talk. My oldest brother lives away and he doesn’t know anything at all, he seems to have such a perfect, successful family and I don’t think he would understand.</p><p></p><p>I fell into a trap yet again tonight. My son rang me, all tearful saying he had fallen and damaged his knee but could not get to hospital. He recently had a knee op following a machete attack (just another incident in his chaotic life). My mam feelings took over and I picked him up in the car. He was limping but didn’t seem to need A and E anymore and wanted a lift home. He also asked for £10 as it was NYE, I refused. I got verbally abused all the way to his - all about how evil I am letting him live in a crack den while I live in my “palace” (I live in a modest 3 bedroom house). I felt afraid in the car and regretted going for him. He really is vile to me.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Guidance seeker, post: 725977, member: 22632"] I’m also from the north of England. I found it hard to tell anybody for the first 2 years as I felt so ashamed and felt it was my fault - that I must’ve done something wrong. I had hoped it would be a phase. As time passed, I confided in one or two people but I’m more open now and I think that helped - also I live in a relatively small place and people see things and talk. My oldest brother lives away and he doesn’t know anything at all, he seems to have such a perfect, successful family and I don’t think he would understand. I fell into a trap yet again tonight. My son rang me, all tearful saying he had fallen and damaged his knee but could not get to hospital. He recently had a knee op following a machete attack (just another incident in his chaotic life). My mam feelings took over and I picked him up in the car. He was limping but didn’t seem to need A and E anymore and wanted a lift home. He also asked for £10 as it was NYE, I refused. I got verbally abused all the way to his - all about how evil I am letting him live in a crack den while I live in my “palace” (I live in a modest 3 bedroom house). I felt afraid in the car and regretted going for him. He really is vile to me. [/QUOTE]
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