I don't have self-pity, but some of these things have made me have a wall up, and at the worst, paranoid:
~ Physical child abuse and alcoholism growing up.
~Abusive boyfriends in my 20's.
~Rejection in a private Catholic high school (because I wasn't religious, I was different).
~ A friend of mine betrayed/ turned her back on me (quite a few years ago).
Recently in the last few years:
~My husband had an emotional affair with his ex-wife, I don't know what to call it, but he was running over there doing things for her all the time. And that's the least of it. It's taken a few years, but I've gradually learned trust and love with him.
~My uncle took advantage of my grandmother, she lost her home. Then the caregiver who was supposed to take care of her, took care of her by trying to turn my grandma against me, then tried to turn other family members against me, and in a nutshell, took anything else she had when she died-- including possessions and family heirlooms. I do have some of her paintings. I was close to my grandmother, had taken care of her for 2 years, so this was devastating. I felt betrayed and guilty for not being able to stop it. I couldn't include everything that happened--very, very long story.
~Two now ex-friends of ours did seperate betrayals:
1). One committed identity theft, grand larceny charges against him for charging up thousands of dollars on 3 credit cards. It took many hours on the phone with banks and credit card companies, declaring fraud, took a lot of time and work to sort it out.
2.) The other my husband invested in a restaurant chain with him as an investor, and he really let us down by going against some of things we signed for. We are now doing a settlement and dispositon with the company.
It felt good to write this to you all for some reason.
I should write a personal blog.