okay, you know all these threads in life1 about new wives thinking about separating with less than a year into the marriage because of their husbands doings and their mil not being nice? And all these threads against “evil” mil’s over all? I can connect to them like there is no tomorrow.
I am 27 years old and I had seen it ALL by the time I was 14: when it comes to the husbands who fellow their moms around and forget their wives, the most eviliest mil, sil’s, etc. men getting married again while he has good daughters at home and an amazing wife who literally never spoke a word in front of her husband or her inlaws because she was weak and scared what will the world say if she got kicked out of the house, what about her daughters. She didn’t have a father or brothers for support
You ask how I knew all this? THAT WAS/ IS MY MOTHERS STORY.
Since the day I was born my life has been a like a drama from TV with a traumatic childhood where I was taken away from my mother she was abroad and I was sent to pakistan with my dad’s family, for 10 years. For the first 10 years of my life I thought I was an orphan even though I got visits from my parents but they were for like 2 weeks out of the year so it didnt make a difference.
BTW, http://www.paklinks.com/gs/parenting/496702-need-a-break.html
^ I read the first couple of posts and remembered what happened to me with tears in my eyes, the beatings, lack of nutrition, no love ( who’s gonna love a child who’s parents left her in an other country so they can work on their careers/ who’s mother was too weak to fight for her?? Why would anyone love a child who’s own parents, alive and well didn’t care). THIS PART OF MY POST IS FOR GS PARENTS: PLEASE never send your child away, because you will never know how they will be treated behind closed doors. I can’t bare to read the rest of that thread because there ARE soo many loving parents on GS that would never let that happen to their child, but I wish I was lucky enough to have parents like that. But what can you do, right? That thread only makes me cry.
Back to my point, I came back to my parents after 10 years of my life, since than I’ve been here. I went through depression solid 2 years, tried to commit suicide ( thankfully that didn’t work). But I’m okay, IT always comes back to hunt me with every discussion I have with my parents as I never like to point it out that they failed as parents but I cry. That my solution, crying. Healthy or not it keeps my life drama free during the day, maybe an hour or two at night before I sleep I think of everything I have been through and just cry. Why did I have to grow up so fast? I was forced to grow up. I never had a true childhood. I spend my days washing dishes, taking care of old people, cleaning the floor, and if something wasn’t right it was beating time with a stick/ chair/ hands, whatever! But I’m okay, somehow, I guess ALLAH made me strong and I have a great guy in my life too who tries and always does keep me happy. That you ALLAH for that amazing man.
BUT NOW, it’s time for me to take care of my parents. But the question which comes back to my mind is they didnt take care of me so why should I? They sent me away so should I. They ruined my life I should ruin their’s. But I wont because I have too much fear from ALLAH.
But HOW CAN I KILL THESE IDEAS IN MY MIND???
I guess I have never dealt with my depression, instead just cried, because even my parents don’t get it, But what the point of explaining right? Time has passed and iA’ when I get married it’ll get even better.
I hate my mother for NOT FIGHTING FOR ME, HER OWN CHILD
I hate my father for forcing my mom to send me, not caring for me because i was a girl, getting married again, never understanding what he has done to me.
I hate his entire family for treating me like a nokrani from when I was like 3. beating me. hating me. you know the rest.
But is there anyway for me to completely forgive?? how??? I’v been trying for a long time but there are just soo many people to forgive, since all of them at one point or an other beat me, got my dad married again, hated my mother, took my childhood away from me, abused me etc.
There is so much depth to my pain as a child, when those flash backs come in my mind, ( the image of my phopo beating me until my back was blue, of my dadi hating me for being a girl and telling me to die because no one would care and no one would remeber), i feel like killing someone because now i’m older and no one can abuse me. I’m 27 and STILL not over it, so YES I NEED HELP!