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Wow, that's rough. I'm sorry you had to go through that. It's very impressive what you've done and how you've progressed. I guess I'm trying to get stories. I can't diagnose my dad, but I'm pretty sure he has full-blown NPD (narcissistic personality disorder) which is practically not diagnosed cause they don't seek help. He's gotten worse and it's affected me a lot. In high school, I pretty much was depersonalized and had delusions. He's very selfish and has no empathy. My first year of college was hard as hell because recovering wasn't easy. I still haven't recovered. When I came back from college this summer, my mom who is a co-dependent oh his narcissism controls my every action. Basically, the self that I tried to construct in college has been destroyed in a small amount of time. That's when I figured he has NPD. Now I'm trying to do research and try to financially support myself. I've been in therapy in college and I have to talk about this with her. I know I need to leave. I don't think there is a way of me to have a relationship with them without them destroying my life.

Quote: from NakedSun at 9:45 pm on July 6, 2009

Mmm, I probably have one of the oddest family histories.
My parents divorced ON my first birthday. My mum got custody, my dad had a slue of girlfriends who raised me more than he did.
When I was 11 - 13 my mum started having major mood swings. She locked me in my room, threw stuff at me, screamed, cut me off from contact people. At 13 I moved to my dad's.
My stepmum hated me... wrote fake journals and passed them off as mine to my dad, told my dad I was cutting and made me strip down in front of them to see if I had cuts anywhere on me, told me I was an ungreatful 'creature' incapable of love.
Finally I went to boarding school when I was 15. I turned myself around. I also got back in touch with my mum who I hadn't spoken to since I was 13. My dad hated it, he cut me off.
When I was 16 I moved back to my mothers house, she had calmed down some and looked into medication for her mood swings. We were on welfare, I had to pay for house bills and put food on the table cause she couldn't seem to get a job.
Later that year I tried to run away with a boy to the States. I got to the boarder before I was caught and thrown in a holding cell till they could figure out what to do with me.
After that I've kept pretty quiet. My dad and I have a horrible relationship, I'm still supporting my mum (even when I moved out when I was 17 - 19. I just moved back two months ago cause she needs help again.), I don't talk to my stepmum. I have no relationship with my stepsiblings... Eh. That's the rough outline.

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