My dad abused me physically, emotionally and verbally my whole childhood. After he'd lock me in the basement or beat me he would say it's cause I was manipulative or because I'm a psycho. I haven't healed fully but being treated like nothing more than a pile of s*** on a sidewalk has prompted me to get to know myself and forge a loving relationship with myself. Most of my life I believed him and thought nothing more of myself than a piece of s*** on the sidewalk but over time, as I realised that my aunt also got abused and gaslit by my dad I realised that it wasn't me, it was him. And now I'm able to get to know myself and fall in love with myself. <3