At times I wish my abuse was more physical. Because then, in my adult brain, I could say to myself "Look. See? You were physically hurt and that is not okay."

For me, the abuse was mostly emotional. And to this day, I struggle to understand what is appropiate behavior and what is not.

And the worst part? I have been indoctrinated to believe that I was responsible somehow for all things bad. I know it's not true, but on some level I don't.