I don't kid myself that this is why I have the kids. Not that I don't love them, because I do, like they are my own flesh, but deep down I think I will always feel like I owe her.
I'm not surprised. My Sis was molested for 5 yrs, ages 9-up to 14, by my Moms husband. I felt for years like I owed her. I feel nothing now, but again her kids are now grown, all but one who now the grown daughters help with the youngest.
Something about the molestation killed Sis long ago..the man who did this to hurt her in sick ways, using balloons and rectal "things", and after she was ruined. I remember it. I had some survivors guilt, of course, or something similar.
With Son, none of that happened. He's just afflicted with the mental health illness and having to face himself in the mirror I think. And like you said, drugs probably came after.
Also, with Sis, I know he preyed on her because the perv knew she was mentally weak, and although un-diagnosed at the time, he knew he could get away with it, and he did. Perv also knew my mother was afflicted, which he why he chose to be with her and marry her. He was my step father. She is still with him. So, no. No sense of a mother's protection either. He was not long home from Vietnam, nasty bout with Agent Orange. Mother makes excuses for him. I know, crazy. Mother also did nasty things, so he I think would tell her, if she told on him, he would tell on her. Extremely dysfuntional. I'll just say here, mother did munchausen by proxy type things. I have three dead brothers who all died before age 2...I'll just say here, 3 babies dying by SIDS is really unheard of in the same family. Trying not to write a book, but it's very sick. One of those babies, Sis found, after mom sent her into a freezing cold room to check on him.
I forgave mother for my own sanity, not for hers.
Yes, with her and Son I have felt anger more than guilt, and worry more than anger... believe it or not. Guess it doesn't matter, they are all useless feelings mostly.
The dysfunction in my family is rampant. I get it. Thank you for sharing. Again, it's true for me what some say about people who get degrees in Psychology, that they have a lot of "problems" in their own families. Yup, this is true for me. I wonder if I am actually the crazy one at times, but then reality of shows it's head. Sometimes I wish I was lost in the head, so I could just get a free pass and get taken care of....no not really....I am hyper sensitive though at times, my mind never stops, and I have had insomnia for years (problem bc I hate the nightmares), I almost don't sleep until I am so tired I just drop. And for about ten years, I drank like a fish, got a DUI, and never did that again. I don't know, I might be a little crazy myself. Ah hell....and some form of PTSD, or PTSS, I can't remember the difference and it really doesn't matter.
I had to "quit" my Sis after trying to help her over and over again and her "
" all over me. And, she's quite the prolific "user". I feel like she punished me because what happened to her didn't happen to me. That's how i see it. Doesn't seem your sister really punishes you, she punishes herself more I think.
One of the last things with my sis-- was called me up and begged me to pay her light bill. So, I "Walmarted" her the money. She said she was broke. I then went over her house and saw she had no groceries and a 10 year old and a 15 year old. I went and bought her groceries. Also her daughter didn't have any bedroom furniture, so I gave her the new set I bought my son that he never used (he always slept in my room then outgrew it...never used it anyway) It was a very nice set. I spent 3 grand on it of money I worked very hard for. She turned around and sold the bedroom set, did cocaine.
Also, before this, when I thought she was ok and didn't have a clue of her drug use, before I knew all what I now know, I had her watch Son once, well, that went very bad. She did cocaine, then xanax, passed out and son go ahold of her pills and ODd. He was 12. he later told me, he watched her do cocaine/xanax...then passed out, he wanted to try some of what she was doing. He was hospitalized along with her 15 year old who did this with Son. At the hospital, she tried to blame me, and my Son, for that, when in fact, she was the adult and should have been coherent and on her medications. I was at fault here too, for even thinking she was OK enough to handle watching him for 8 hours while I went to work. Also, at the hospital, she was so crazy she had to leave or be arrested. It was actually her ex and myself who stayed with the kids. Thank God, the kids were OK. And, my younger two have NEVER been around her. Or my mother for that matter. When my oldest was younger, I still had not worked through all of this...Hindsight and if I only knew then what I know now......
There's more, but the gist is every time I have tried to help her or be in her life, she has hurt me.....I think as much as I can I have made peace with not having her in my life. I simply cannot, as she's had years of therapy and has shown, she will only try to hurt me. I have to keep myself OK, so I can be there fully for my own kids.
I know this is long....sorry I totally digressed. I really do not think much about the FOO issues. I have worked through it as much as I could, now I focus on my own immediate family. I honestly don't go around them anymore, but of course, as people with these kinds of issues, it never goes away,..we always wll be a part of it, somehow, even if just in our own head.
Now, I call it when I do bring it up or think about it all, "opening the Pandora's box, visiting it for a bit, and putting it back to bed." It's almost like a bad friend, I know I shouldn't hang out with but do anyway just because...So I doubt I will write much more on this subject, but there's a glimpse. And, since I am using this as my journal....well, there it is...some of my deepest darkest secrets, that not too many people know about, out in a public online forum. lol
SK, you are protecting yourself and those kids just as good as you can... I give it up to you!!!!
Please pardon the rambling style, poor grammar, etc...I have no desire to perfect it, just getting it out there.
I used to be a perfectionist with my writing. These days, I simply don't care...lol