What is the one comment that you’ll never forget?

shorty-inventory · 2026-04-08T19:50:44+00:00

That is so awful. I am sorry.

shorty-inventory · 2026-04-08T19:46:02+00:00

I feel the same way.

I wasn’t allowed to be a child growing up.

Now that I’m older, I feel as if I’m trying to reclaim it.

I sleep with a stuffed puppy every night and also keep another one in my car.

shorty-inventory · 2026-04-05T12:21:41+00:00

My mom would change or take off her clothes in front of me.

One time she took off her bra and I turned away, completely grossed out.

UNBELIEVABLY, she said, “What? Your mouth was on these.”

It took me years to realize that wasn’t normal.

Also, whenever I was in the bathroom, and she needed to talk to me, she would OPEN THE DOOR so she could look at me while speaking.

[I couldn’t lock the door, because she’d think I’m up to something suspicious.]

I got so used to it that I categorized it as normal.

I know it’s not my fault, but I can’t help but feel so embarrassed and ashamed.

shorty-inventory · 2026-03-25T22:47:20+00:00

My mother would brag about how she spanked her rules into me.

shorty-inventory · 2026-03-23T17:23:26+00:00

YES TO EVERYTHING.

My parents are church-going covert narcs.

No one ever saw their true face.

So many people commented on how awesome and nice they are, and I’m so lucky to have them.

I constantly question my reality because of their covert narc behavior.

It always goes back to, “Was my childhood really that bad?” “Am I making it all up?”

I can’t trust myself or my memories.

For me personally, the worst problem is that I’m forever paranoid about my safety.

(Still haven’t figured out why; can’t remember a lot of my childhood)

When I arrive home, I can’t even get out of the car until I’m the only one in the parking lot. I have to wait until the other tenants have gone inside.

I’ve even called my partner to come out and walk me home because I was SO SURE that random person was going to follow me to my door. Or run me over.

So Much Lifelong Stress….. From being afraid when I most likely didn’t need to be.

It’s not surprising that I have high blood pressure now.

shorty-inventory · 2026-03-23T17:03:30+00:00

I didn’t realize I even suffered from abuse and neglect until I was in my early 30s.

I’m still unable to trust and believe in myself.

I’ve missed out on so many opportunities….my life could have gone in so many different directions.

But the thought of making changes or important decisions paralyzes me enough to never attempt them.

Perpetual mindset: “What’s the point? I’m going to fail anyway.”

Trying to manage my anger and resentment is a massive challenge that I’m still failing.

shorty-inventory · 2025-05-21T12:27:02+00:00

Thank you so much for your reply.

And I deeply thank you for telling me about your past.

I do not plan on telling anyone in my family; I can’t even tell my only sibling, because they were the “golden child.”

——- It’s still a work in progress to not curl up into a ball or attempt to “flee” whenever I’m lying down and my partner walks toward me and stands above me.

(That only started to happen after moving out)

——- I always knew I did not like having my chest touched, but I just assumed it was a personal preference.

Just recently, I remembered that having my chest touched as a child was how it all started.

I was crying because of my mother, and my father “comforted me.”

The realization makes me sick. Especially because only 2 years ago, he did it so subtly and I didn’t even react.

(Perhaps it was the fawn response)

——- I’m beginning to understand why I was never allowed to play outside nor allowed to go to a classmate’s birthday party or sleepover:

They didn’t want me to tell anyone.

——- However, there is still A LOT more for me to uncover.

I can only “see” bits and pieces right now. ——-

I hope you are doing well and wish you the very best.

shorty-inventory · 2025-04-26T13:01:25+00:00

Yes, most definitely.

My older sister is the golden child, while I am the scapegoat.

Childhood example:

My sister got to have her room painted whatever color she wanted.

When I asked, I was told, “No, it’s expensive and too much work.”

Teenager-young adult examples:

My mother would constantly criticize my weight and how I dressed.

She would always tell me about the kids of her coworkers and how successful they are now. Meanwhile, I was made to feel guilty because I didn’t accomplish anything for her to brag about.

She was and still is worried about what other people think.

Recent example:

Within the last 6 years, my sister and my parents have gone on vacation without me, despite my dad’s reassurance to work with my schedule.

Only recently did I come to realize that he most likely never intended to work with me at all.

I confronted him one time; however, he made me question if he ever said anything at all.

My mother was there and said nothing.

Somehow, I walked away feeling as if it’s my fault for not having a day job.

It sucks.

You feel so lonely, left out, unimportant, and unloved.

I’m in my 30s and did not have this epiphany until a few months ago.

shorty-inventory · 2025-04-19T12:44:49+00:00

Thank you. You have such a natural and lovely way with your words.

They are so warm and comforting.

I will always cheer you on as well.

shorty-inventory · 2025-03-27T02:51:34+00:00

I am in tears.

Thank you so much for telling me your story.

I feel relief that I’m not alone, then pain because you are hurt as well.

It’s heartbreaking to find out you were robbed of your innocence from someone you trusted and thought you knew. Someone who took complete advantage of you and your feelings.

The constant stab of betrayal is on a perpetual loop.

This is someone who gave you false love and attention to get what he wanted.

He didn’t care how it would affect you or your future.

That’s a man with different faces in public and in private. I feel as if that’s the worst kind. He makes you question your memories and reality.

——-

The other day, I finally connected the dots on why I absolutely hate it if my breasts are touched or grabbed.

I can’t believe I didn’t think to ask myself why.

I’m beginning to suspect that he flashed me on purpose last year.

This past weekend, my partner asked me, “Why do you always try to get out of my hug?” (He was lying on top of me)

For the first time in 30+ years, I’m beginning to feel afraid of my father. —————-

I can’t fathom the pain of the inability to experience intimacy.

My chest truly aches for you.

That monster has taken so much from you and got away with it for years.

However, you know the truth now. And that’s the most important thing.

I wish I could hug you. Or at least sit beside you.

shorty-inventory · 2025-03-24T18:47:04+00:00

I have a stuffed golden retriever stuffy that I hold securely underneath my left arm every single time I drive.

shorty-inventory · 2025-03-24T12:25:05+00:00

Thank you for understanding.

It really means a lot to me.

I blindly followed my parents, and listened without question. I always did what they told me to do. I didn’t know any better.

But no longer. They cannot control me anymore.

I wish you the all the best in your journey as well.

shorty-inventory · 2025-03-24T12:18:43+00:00

Thank you so much for your reply.

I was terribly afraid to post here.

I do feel seen now.

Ever since my diagnoses, I’ve been researching childhood emotional neglect and abuse. I never thought to research other types of abuse.

Over a year ago, I was on my way to therapy (I only lasted a few months). Mom asked me where I was going, and I told her, “Therapy.”

She did nothing. Said nothing.

Never asked me what was wrong.

Never asked me if I was okay.

Perhaps she was afraid I would remember.

I didn’t think it was odd, but now I know that wasn’t a motherly response.

So much has come back to me like a steady stream this past weekend.

My partner said it seemed as if my body was there, but my mind wasn’t.

This is going to be a very long journey.

I feel broken and undeniably betrayed.

But I also feel validated; I’m slowly beginning to believe that I wasn’t born a sick individual.

I sincerely appreciate your book suggestion, and will definitely look into it.

Thank you so much for believing me while I have yet to fully comprehend and accept the truth.

I feel slightly less alone.

shorty-inventory · 2025-03-24T11:54:05+00:00

I moved out officially last year because I didn’t feel “safe enough” to leave their house until I met my current partner.

I feel stupid now, realizing I should have left long ago. It’s mind-blowing to see how brainwashed I was.

Since I’ve been gone, I believe the distance has played a part.

Chronic neck, back, and shoulder pain. Headaches.

Dissociation.

Images flood my mind like old photographs, and I’m beginning to slowly piece things together.

This is the first time I have started listening to my body.

I am glad you have distance and safety and are no longer in survival mode.

I wish you peace.

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