This is a long drawn out story and I am not even sure where to start. My husband is a unique soul. He puts on this loud bravado'd exterior as a kind of defense mechanism. He makes it very hard for people to get to know him. He is loud and has the mouth of a truck driver, but he did not have the normal upbringing. He is the product of a failed marriage and of abusive parents. Once you do break through that shell, you will never find a more loving and loyal person.
Earlier this year, my family betrayed our family. My parents saw a bruise on my oldest daughter and made assumptions. ***For clarification - the bruise was obtained in a witnessed sledding accident*** My parents told my sister and my sister told her shrink. The next thing I know, my family is under investigation by The county Child Protective Services.
Not once was I asked what happened and yet my daughter states she told them she hit the snow bank. Instead my children and my husband and I are put through a lengthy investigation. In the end, our name was cleared but our children are left traumatized and confused by the experience. Through all this, my husband and I remained strong.
I have since cut off almost all contact with my parents and I haven't talked to my sister since March. My Dad keeps trying to contact me. They do not understand how much they have hurt me. They, my family, have proven by there actions just how little they think of me as a person. How little they respect the person that they raised me to be. My/Our Children are my world and I would never allow anything to harm them.
I went to a cousins graduation party recently and my parents were there. I went to see my Goddaughter who is having health issues and other cousins that do not live local. All I can say, it was the most awkward experience of my life. Since that time my husband has pulled away from me. I can not get him to talk to me about what is going on. I do not know if he thinks I am going to leave him because opted to reconnect with my extended family. I just do not know anymore. All I do know is I feel so alone because I do not know who to talk to. I can not trust my family and now I feel like I have lost my best friend.
I am not sure if any of this makes sense. It's just starting to feel like I am losing myself in the process. How do you fight for something when you blame yourself for other peoples actions? How do you repair the damage that others have caused?
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