Thank you Juk.
About a year before my older brother became abusive, my mother had me sit down at the dining room table for a talk. She asked me how I would feel about going to stay at my aunt's. I asked if she and my siblings would be going for the "visit". She said no. I asked why not. She said it wasn't for a visit and that I would be going to stay. I asked why. She said "because your father wants you to". I became afraid because my mother seemed to hate my dad's side of the family and demonized them constantly. I told her I didn't want to go. I asked "do I have to go"? She said "your father wants you to because your aunt can't have kids". I asked why one of my other siblings couldn't go instead of me. My mother said my dad insisted it be me. I said I didn't want to go and began crying. My mother told me to tell my dad I ddn't want to go. On the weekend that my aunt was supposed to come get me, she never showed and that was when my dad started staying away for ever longer periods of time.
You see it only dawned on me a few years ago, that while he was my dad, he was not my father. This is why my brother felt it was OK to abuse me. He knew of my second class status within the family and maybe knew of my illegitimacy. The abuse from him, coupled with my dad's seeming resentment, caused me to grow to fear adult males.
About a year before my older brother became abusive, my mother had me sit down at the dining room table for a talk. She asked me how I would feel about going to stay at my aunt's. I asked if she and my siblings would be going for the "visit". She said no. I asked why not. She said it wasn't for a visit and that I would be going to stay. I asked why. She said "because your father wants you to". I became afraid because my mother seemed to hate my dad's side of the family and demonized them constantly. I told her I didn't want to go. I asked "do I have to go"? She said "your father wants you to because your aunt can't have kids". I asked why one of my other siblings couldn't go instead of me. My mother said my dad insisted it be me. I said I didn't want to go and began crying. My mother told me to tell my dad I ddn't want to go. On the weekend that my aunt was supposed to come get me, she never showed and that was when my dad started staying away for ever longer periods of time.
You see it only dawned on me a few years ago, that while he was my dad, he was not my father. This is why my brother felt it was OK to abuse me. He knew of my second class status within the family and maybe knew of my illegitimacy. The abuse from him, coupled with my dad's seeming resentment, caused me to grow to fear adult males.