
disillusionment
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- Oct 22, 2020
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When I was about 9 years old, my older sister accused my father of raping her and getting her addicted to drugs. The police were involved, no evidence was found and my father did a lie detector test and passed. I continued living with my father but my sister had moved out. The worst is my reaction when my sister told me our father raped her. I said I didn't believe her. I couldn't believe it, didnt want to believe it. That phone call plays over and over in my mind.
My sister died last month from an accidental drug overdose. She took heroin and it had fentanyl in it.
I can't help feeling like this is partly my fathers fault if he really did what she accused him of. If he really did give her drugs and rape her. Everyone says, it was her own choice to do drugs. But, if she was given them as a young kid/ teen, if she was raped, and got addicted to drugs, is it really a choice? When my father heard that she died, he didn't cry and his reaction was so fake to me. Like he was pretending to be sad.
Growing up with my father messed me up mentally, emotionally, and I wasn't even raped. I lived in fear of him, always wondering if I would be raped. He abused me verbally, emotionally. I don't remember anything happening except I remember he would wrestle with me and put his hand over my mouth. Another time I remember he got really mad because I wiped my mouth after he kissed me on the mouth. I also remember weird sexual things he'd say to me, weird comments and innuendo that disturbed me. As a teen I ran away to be with the mother who abandoned me, to get away from the father I feared. And it just messed my life up even more. I feel unlovable deep down because my parents are both unable to love me and be good parents. Like, if my parents are bad people who can't love me, am I a bad person too? That's how I feel deep inside, ashamed and unlovable. Thats why I keep getting into toxic relationships I guess.
I'm now completely messed up. I'm incapable of love and I have so much sexual trauma to the point where I'm pretty much asexual and sex repulsed. I can't connect to other people and have relationships. I feel completely broken inside, my mindset is messed up etc.
My stepmom says I'm too negative and if I don't like my life I should just change it. If It was so easy to change your life, wouldn't I have done it by now? I can't figure out how to possibly do that. People need to have a reason to live, to get better. I have no purpose, no reason to live for. Nothing to look forward to. Being told I just need to think positively doesn't help.
I wish I had a method but I don't. I kept thinking fentanyl. Don't know how to get it.
Anyone else with a similar family dynamic or in a similar situation? I feel utterly alone.
My sister died last month from an accidental drug overdose. She took heroin and it had fentanyl in it.
I can't help feeling like this is partly my fathers fault if he really did what she accused him of. If he really did give her drugs and rape her. Everyone says, it was her own choice to do drugs. But, if she was given them as a young kid/ teen, if she was raped, and got addicted to drugs, is it really a choice? When my father heard that she died, he didn't cry and his reaction was so fake to me. Like he was pretending to be sad.
Growing up with my father messed me up mentally, emotionally, and I wasn't even raped. I lived in fear of him, always wondering if I would be raped. He abused me verbally, emotionally. I don't remember anything happening except I remember he would wrestle with me and put his hand over my mouth. Another time I remember he got really mad because I wiped my mouth after he kissed me on the mouth. I also remember weird sexual things he'd say to me, weird comments and innuendo that disturbed me. As a teen I ran away to be with the mother who abandoned me, to get away from the father I feared. And it just messed my life up even more. I feel unlovable deep down because my parents are both unable to love me and be good parents. Like, if my parents are bad people who can't love me, am I a bad person too? That's how I feel deep inside, ashamed and unlovable. Thats why I keep getting into toxic relationships I guess.
I'm now completely messed up. I'm incapable of love and I have so much sexual trauma to the point where I'm pretty much asexual and sex repulsed. I can't connect to other people and have relationships. I feel completely broken inside, my mindset is messed up etc.
My stepmom says I'm too negative and if I don't like my life I should just change it. If It was so easy to change your life, wouldn't I have done it by now? I can't figure out how to possibly do that. People need to have a reason to live, to get better. I have no purpose, no reason to live for. Nothing to look forward to. Being told I just need to think positively doesn't help.
I wish I had a method but I don't. I kept thinking fentanyl. Don't know how to get it.
Anyone else with a similar family dynamic or in a similar situation? I feel utterly alone.