Angela, my sibs are all way older than me (8, 10, 12, 13 yrs) and were either already out of the house or wrapped up in their own lives and not paying attention to me (little sisters being a pain in the butt, you know). They weren't around for my dad's heavy drinking and what my mom did to me, so they pretty much escaped unscathed. Because I was so far behind them, I got the worst of everything. I guess when you think you've stopped at 4 and then get stuck with a surprise 5th kid, it causes some resentment.....

Anyway, I'm sorry I told because I just don't want any of them to know. I'm fine discussing it with Ts and pdocs and people here, but I don't want my family in on how bad my mental health is. My mom thinks she was Mother of the Year, so there's no reasoning with her, and I don't think my sibs would believe me if I told them what she did to me, so I would just rather keep it to myself. I *KNOW* my T and pdoc will believe me, so they're "safe." It's so hard for me to talk about anyway that I just can't chance anyone in my family calling me a liar.

I dunno. Maybe it would be different if we were a closer family. But as it stands, I'd prefer they not know anything. Is that weird of me?

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