A Story Of Abuse And How To Cope

What’s worse? Physical or emotional abuse?

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First let me start by saying, I see you and feel your pain if you have been abused.

Were you born into an abusive home? Did the abuse come out of nowhere? Did you have an alcoholic parent or a parent that had anger issues? Did you marry the perfect spouse but find out the hard way that the person you thought you knew was someone completely different?

What happens in the brain to make someone hurt another? Would you call an abuser a psychopath, sociopath, or narcissist?

Maybe they are one of these or maybe they aren’t. I probably won’t ever fully grasp the reasoning or motive behind it. But, my feeling about my abuser is that she is a sociopath. A sociopath is made from trauma and a psychopath is born that way. She also has traits of a narcissist, only thinking of herself and lacking empathy.

My abuser was my mother.

It’s hard to remember a time when she wasn’t yelling. She did have a few quick, calm occasions but those few times are all I can remember.

Let’s start with some history. My grandma was an alcoholic and died when my mother was the young age of 13. She literally died from an aneurysm getting into her car. My grandfather left my mother with her grandmother…