Tomorrow is Thanksgiving in America, a day when you're supposed to get together with your family and give thanks. Well, my parents are dead, I am estranged from my siblings, and I have no family of my own. I would still like to find a partner, but in the meantime, its one lonely year after another.
Having agonized over this for several years, I have realized that I am the scapegoat in a narcissistic family. To my siblings, everything they don't like about their lives is my fault. Even if that means blowing things so far out of proportion that its ridiculous. The last communications with my sister were 5 years ago when my mother died. Even then she wouldn't talk to me, she only texted me. And although I've tried to hash things out with her in a series of emails in the past, she selectively ignores about 80% of what I say and turns the rest around on me. I'm the villain. She told me a long time ago she was going to stop inviting me to holidays because her kids were adults, and she only invited me when they were younger to give them a "sense" of family. Basically she seems to think of me as a contaminant because I am not as conservative as she is. I have no reason to think things will ever change, because I will always be the scapegoat.
Its painful. For me it isn't even being alone that hurts- I'm used to that. Its the expectation that EVERYONE has that we are all going to see our big happy families on this holiday. And if we're not, then somehow I need to explain. There's nothing worse than wondering if people think you DESERVE to be alone because you're such an awful person.
Sometimes I remind myself that these family holidays weren't all that great. Somebody was always angry, usually my sister, who is a perpetual victim.
I don't have terrible dark thoughts about taking my life, but I am miserable. I can't wait for the holidays to be over.
Thanks for letting me have a place to let this out.
Alice
Having agonized over this for several years, I have realized that I am the scapegoat in a narcissistic family. To my siblings, everything they don't like about their lives is my fault. Even if that means blowing things so far out of proportion that its ridiculous. The last communications with my sister were 5 years ago when my mother died. Even then she wouldn't talk to me, she only texted me. And although I've tried to hash things out with her in a series of emails in the past, she selectively ignores about 80% of what I say and turns the rest around on me. I'm the villain. She told me a long time ago she was going to stop inviting me to holidays because her kids were adults, and she only invited me when they were younger to give them a "sense" of family. Basically she seems to think of me as a contaminant because I am not as conservative as she is. I have no reason to think things will ever change, because I will always be the scapegoat.
Its painful. For me it isn't even being alone that hurts- I'm used to that. Its the expectation that EVERYONE has that we are all going to see our big happy families on this holiday. And if we're not, then somehow I need to explain. There's nothing worse than wondering if people think you DESERVE to be alone because you're such an awful person.
Sometimes I remind myself that these family holidays weren't all that great. Somebody was always angry, usually my sister, who is a perpetual victim.
I don't have terrible dark thoughts about taking my life, but I am miserable. I can't wait for the holidays to be over.
Thanks for letting me have a place to let this out.
Alice


