I’m 62 yrs old and have been diagnosed with all the usual mental health problems, beginning when I was about 23. I sought help at that time because my first daughter was 6 months old and I was having anger problems and was so afraid I was going to hurt her.
I finally admitted to the psychiatrist that I had been sexually molested by my father from the age of 6 to 16, physically and verbally abused by both my father and step-mother. We’re talking back in 50s and 60s, folks, when it was okay to beat your kids until they bled. Anyway, you get the story. I felt so dirty, actually admitting to this nice man what had happened. My brother (who was two yrs older) and I were “taken” away from our mother when I was about 5 or so because she was an alcoholic and couldn’t care for us. All I can say is we had always felt loved when we were with her.
To this day, I