08/14/2023
From an anonymous source:
I was having a lovely conversation with a respected and caring family member recently and we started talking about trauma based counseling and how triggering it can be, but also very eye opening too!
For instance my therapist asked me for one of my first traumatic memories and she gave me a week to mull this over. My next appointment we talked about it. The discovery was a real eye opener as the floodgates of memories opened up.
Memory…
I was about 3.5 years old and my sister was about 2 years old. It was winter time as it was freezing and it was snowing out. My dad had a hard time paying utility bills and we were without central heat and electricity at that time. My sister and I were sitting on the edge of the fireplace shivering. So, my mom threw a blanket at me and said use this to keep warm. I tried to wrap it around us but it was a baby blanket and really small, so we started to tug at the blanket in an attempt to keep warm, not a great choice to make as an older sibling but I knew no other choice from the toxic example our parents gave us! It was all learned behaviour! Two small children who were cold and hungry started tugging back and fourth until I lost the grip and my sister fell backwards and banged her head. I regret that moment to this very day!! She must of bumped her head because I recall blood and her getting rushed to the hospital. The doctor diagnosed her with concussion and bandaged her up, but before we could return home I overheard my mom telling the doctor and nurses that I purposely hurt her! I can’t stress this enough that I didn’t hurt my sister on purpose but for some reason my mother over the years continued to blame me for accidents toward my sister that I most definitely was not responsible for!
After a certain age I started not caring what anyone in my immediate family blamed me for or thought of me and I began lashing out at 12 years old. It was obvious to some of our aunts and uncles that our parents would make me responsible for disciplinary actions and punishment towards my siblings by age 10. In other words when one of my siblings would take a cookie or treat from my moms closet my parents would give me a switch or belt and force me to go into a bedroom with my siblings to discipline my siblings and find out who took food ( fyi, we were starving).
The first time I didn’t s***k any of my siblings because it was weird, but later my parents were so hard on us, as she said I wasn’t being the responsible one! My parents told me that they would be even harder on them and me if I didn’t do the s***king myself!! When I explained to our parents I didn’t want to s***k my siblings my dad took his belt off and s***ked me for him to set an example. So, the next moment I found myself s***king one of my sisters, I did, I reluctantly s***ked my sister, until one day when I decided to pretend to s***k them by hitting the bed and telling them to cry and yell. It was so heartbreaking! I hit the bed with the switch and asked my siblings to cry out so our parents would believe it happened and by doing this the beatings from our parents were much less after.
My parents had 4 kids in 4 years, we lived in constant fear and poverty. Now, I do not hate my parents as they too were living through their own history of unresolved trauma, even though they deeply traumatized 4 kids and put a wedge between myself and my 3 siblings I understand and do not hate them.
Many other childhood traumatic memories have surfaced since then, and it’s taken many years of trauma based counseling to get to my holistic self and the successful path I’m on today.
In my 14th year, close to 15 actually I grabbed a bag, filled it with a change of clothes and hitched a ride to the coast from the North of BC with a friend of mine to live my own path.
Healing and self love took several decades to surface, it was a roller coaster ride and I deeply apologize to those loved ones I unconsciously hurt along the way!
Well… over 60 years later and my heart is finally healed.
In conclusion…
No one knows what the truth is in situations like these by just listening to one person’s version. So, if you hear a story like this about little kids trying to survive in a feral environment. Remember, they were just children needing safety, love, nourishment, shelter and healthy adults to guide them through the man made chaos that was created by multiple generational trauma!
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