How my dad ruined me:
He faked dying and I was so scared that I started to panic and sob, then when he became “alive” he just laughed. - I was so young maybe like 6.
He acted as if he was my baby and I was his mother. “How much do you love me? Come on kiss my cheek!” etc, but that made me feel like I have to take control in everything and that I can’t be comforted. (It’s hard to explain it)
Stared at women in public in front of my mom and me. Without any shame. And somehow I always thought if I send my body pictures to random strangers I’ll be loved and get the attention I never got.
Once my mother was crying because my wonderful dad cheated for the 102993939th time and he was smirking the whole time, and the young me was scared and didn’t know what to do.
Made fun of me in so many ways. He ALWAYS told me to look at my feet while walking, so when I’m old my feet will stay straight. (It was always straight)
No healthy boundaries, like he touched my thighs and got higher and I don’t know what would happen if I didn’t stop him. (His father literally said he’d eat me) ….
Thanks for reading..