Originally Posted by
mamaof3boyz 
Oh boy can I relate. My father...functioning, abusive, raging alcoholic. My mother...Co dependent, depressed, victim and occasional drinker. My sister...bordeline personality disorder, abusive and an addict. So here I am, growing up the "A student", complying, adjusting, surviving in this crazy house. No one ever knew I existed.
I'm fiercely independent, insecure, not confident in decision making, and most times wonder if I'm doing it all wrong...no roll models, no support, no love. The squeaky wheel always wins. It sucks, and sometimes i wish I had parents who were involved. Sometimes I wish they would tell ME what I should do..give me advice, but no, I made my own choices. I'm 43 now and sometimes still feel like a scared child. I get it.
Oh my how I can relate! Although I'm a few years older, not many, but at 43, I had very recently cut ties with my family over their continuing abuse (and my father making it clear it would continue because I'm the problem child--supposedly). I had just divorced my husband for very good reasons. It helped a lot to remove myself from all of it, and although I still have bad days, overall, I feel better most of the time.