ithe just wrote in our journal...
she told the school counselor about the abuse happening at home, and the bullying happening in school. (she was forced to see her due to anger outbursts - mostly at bullies). she was scared for our sister.
and the counselor put the responsibility on ithe. she told ithe to be the bigger person. to ignore the bullies and treat people how you want to be treated. to tell her family how she felt because sometimes family doesn't understand and her dad is doing his best.
we. we'd been begging for help since we were in ~8 years old. we, collectively, have told over 20 professionals (likely many more tbh) about the abuse at home.
nobody helped us. they just gave us platitudes and coping skills and reframing exercises and told us to list 5 good things about ourselves/our dad. etc. etc. and misdiagnosed us with psychosis for 10 years.
it has taken 16 years since these memories that ithe shared with us tonight or us to finally not live with him. 16 years. im 24.
how different could our lives have been if that counselor had actually helped us instead of victim blaming us?
how could a child be failed so horribly? over, and over, and over, and over, and over?
