B (17:39)
Yeah. Yeah. I went to live with my dad. My sister went to live with my mom. And my mom, you know, abandonment is her biggest wound, and so had a mental breakdown. Just checked out, dissociated completely, and just started doing drugs and compulsive sex. But to this day, she'll be like, I didn't do any drugs. Okay, whatever. So. So it was okay for the first little bit, living with my dad, but he basically wanted me to be his replacement wife. And here's the shopping. Here's some money. You take care of dinner and shopping and all that kind of stuff. But as soon as he was on the hunt for his next wife, and, you know, at that point, he'd already been married twice, so he was married once before my mom, and he was hunting for his next. His next wife. And so I just got discarded as soon as he found his next wife. And, in fact, she was actually very, completely horrible to me. So I had no. I. I had nobody. And I even tried my senior year, high school to go into foster care because the abuse of my stepmother, that my dad just looked the other way. I don't even remember what happened. Like, it must have been bad, but I don't remember specifically what was going on, just that it was like I was desperately trying to find someplace to live so I could finish high school. And I was old for my class, so I was already 18. So they told me I didn't qualify. And so I ended up. I tried living with one of my teachers for a little while, and she said, well, the school district says we can't do this, so you have to find someplace else to go. I Ended up living with one of his ex girlfriends because she was so in love with him that she was hoping if she took care of me that would be a way that he would come back to her, you know, bless her heart and. But it just wasn't working. So I ended up going back with a boyfriend that I'd had kind of through high school. I needed someplace to land, I needed some safety, I needed housing, I needed something. And the small town that I grew up in in Oregon, life goals were get married, get five acres and a double wide mobile home and like your life is done, you know. And so got married at 19 to him and we should never have gotten married, but it was like I didn't know what else to do. Just lots of fighting. He wasn't horrible, but he also was very controlling, very insecure and, and so married for two years to him. And the final straw was, you know, we're just fighting all the time. He didn't, I was going to college and he didn't see the point of that. Like we lived in a town of 2,000 people in Oregon and he says, why are you going to college? Why don't you just work at the grocery store here in town the rest of your life? And it's like a movie scene where the reverberates the rest of your life. The rest of your life. The rest of your life. And I was like, oh my God, I want to go and see the whole world and experience stuff. And he wants to stay in this town the rest of his life. And I just had this wake up call of like, oh my God, this is why you don't get married at 19. It was don't get married as a replacement for not having any safety at home. So yeah, the final straw was him telling me that, well, you need me. You can't do anything on your own there. You could never make it without me. And I was like, oh yeah, watch me. So divorced by 21. I felt like I lived a whole life long time I was single, but two years later I was married to my second husband, which was a whole other level of, of shit show. So he was 14 years older than me and had two children already. And I remember distinctly, so I was like 23. And I remember distinctly the fantasy, I believe the lies that he told me about how their, the children's mother was horrible and that I built this fantasy life in my mind that like he and I were going to get together and we're going to have this perfect marriage and I was going to Parent those children. We were going to have the perfect household. And this was my trauma response, brain building this, like, here's. Here's how I can heal and show I'm whole and healthy. And a year later had my son, and I was like, okay, we're gonna do this. I hope I don't fuck him up too bad. But the whole situation with those boys and the healing work that I've done, I've. I've come to realize that my second husband was. Had a lot of problems I thought was like, oh, he had a quirky personality. But I've come to realize that he actually had very strong narcissistic tendencies and also antisocial personality tendencies, too. So. And now that. Oh, Andrea, now that I'm telling this the story to you, I'm realizing, so that, like, watching my dad torture my mom and laugh about it, my second husband had that same tendency. Now, he wasn't grabbing me physically, but verbally and emotionally torturing me and then laughing about it when I would get upset. And he was just like, it brought him so much joy to see me struggling and unhappy, and it was just so weird. Like, why are you acting like that? And it was seven years of absolute shit show. Like, it was so horrible and bad. And I remember it's just that you have an episode of Dateline or 2020 or a Netflix docu series about all the shit that happened. It was really bad. But I was so dead set on, like, but I'm never going to put my son through a divorce. I'm going to do whatever it takes to not put him through a divorce. And they just got to a point where things were bad and he didn't. He didn't want to be controlled, and he wouldn't, you know, I'm not going to go to therapy, because that's what you want to do. You want to do that. So I'm not doing that. I'm like, okay, well, you figure it out. Then. What are we going to do? Because I don't want to get divorced. And so it was a couple weeks later, he just was like, I want a divorce. So then I was like, all right, peace out. I've learned my own ability to turn off feelings like a light switch, like, okay, don't feel anything. Just move on with my life. And in the first couple of years, he was a really good dad to my son. But then he got his next girlfriend. He started getting really deep into, like, Christian church activities and just then abandoned not only my son, but then his older sons as well and just went off the deep end and was gone for like 10 years. Came back when my son was about 16 and was like, hey, I want to pick him up this weekend, like nothing had happened. And then it's. I don't know how much you want to go into that, but it's a. That's a long story of the. The emotional abuse that he put my son through. Then after that, and as much as my intentions, I didn't want to fuck up my child. I didn't know if I had the skills to do it. I ended up picking a father for him that was, I feel like, is worse than what I went through. And as a mother, you know, logically, I know it's not my fault what his dad did, but I still carry that guilt of, like, the things I haven't done perfectly, the things that I've done that worked weren't great, were bad, whatever label I want to put on him. But then also all the stuff that he went through with his. With his dad, I just carry a tremendous amount of guilt and shame about how that all worked out for him. And I want to be the cycle breaker and didn't succeed.