What I mean is when do you call it physical abuse?
As a child I was treated badly by my mom. I know she loves me, I just also know that she has emotional problems and would be better off if she would agree to counseling. My childhood wasnt all that bad, there were a lot of really good times too.
Starting at the ago of 7 or so I was the one my mom would rag on. Since I was the oldest I was the one she turned to to yell at. I was made to cook and clean the house. My mom was and still isnt a house cleaner. I would have to wash dishes that had been left for months, laundry also left for months. I would have to come home after school and clean until my dad got home from work, so that he would think she had cleaned the house.
I remember a time that I folded a bath towel wrong, by this time I was older about 10 I think. My mom got mad about it and hit me across the face with her cast. There was a time that she thought a fork was missing and got mad and threw every dish out of the cabinets and made me rewash everything. Another time, I folded a shirt wrong and was grounded from a camping trip that we had planned.
There is also a time on one of my birthdays that she got real mad at me for something, I dont remember what, I do know that I inherited her temper and we were always going at it, so it might have been my fault. She got mad and put her hands around my neck. I dont really remember this all that clear, and I am glad that I dont. Once about 2 years ago she got mad at my sister and pulled over on the side of the highway and tried to kick her out of the car, when I said she couldnt get out of the car, my mom turned and slapped me and tried to kick me out too... I had the marks for a few hours. She has never hit my sisters and for thisI am glad that I was the only one and that I was there so she would never hit them, only me.
My problem is that she denies all of this, and when she does it makes me think that maybe I am making it worse that it was.
As a child I was treated badly by my mom. I know she loves me, I just also know that she has emotional problems and would be better off if she would agree to counseling. My childhood wasnt all that bad, there were a lot of really good times too.
Starting at the ago of 7 or so I was the one my mom would rag on. Since I was the oldest I was the one she turned to to yell at. I was made to cook and clean the house. My mom was and still isnt a house cleaner. I would have to wash dishes that had been left for months, laundry also left for months. I would have to come home after school and clean until my dad got home from work, so that he would think she had cleaned the house.
I remember a time that I folded a bath towel wrong, by this time I was older about 10 I think. My mom got mad about it and hit me across the face with her cast. There was a time that she thought a fork was missing and got mad and threw every dish out of the cabinets and made me rewash everything. Another time, I folded a shirt wrong and was grounded from a camping trip that we had planned.
There is also a time on one of my birthdays that she got real mad at me for something, I dont remember what, I do know that I inherited her temper and we were always going at it, so it might have been my fault. She got mad and put her hands around my neck. I dont really remember this all that clear, and I am glad that I dont. Once about 2 years ago she got mad at my sister and pulled over on the side of the highway and tried to kick her out of the car, when I said she couldnt get out of the car, my mom turned and slapped me and tried to kick me out too... I had the marks for a few hours. She has never hit my sisters and for thisI am glad that I was the only one and that I was there so she would never hit them, only me.
My problem is that she denies all of this, and when she does it makes me think that maybe I am making it worse that it was.
God Bless.