It got pretty dysfunctional at times, starting when we tried getting treatment for our organophosphate poisoning that 4 of the 5 us got from my mother's workplace. And well, instead of that they blamed my mother for all of that, as well as abusing me and making me think I was just unwell, all that launched all kinds of hell.
Before all of this though, my family was pretty happy & normal. My Dad had a well-earning job, my mother less so but it fitted in and around us kids.
Myself and my middle sibling went to private schools, although I eventually decided to quit going to school, as I'd already missed a year being treated in hospital and when I returned I was terribly bullied and was miserable. Also social services could have taken me from there, but more of that in a bit.
I had care orders out for me because of the lies, starting from about 8 - 16 or 18 years old, I honestly don't remember? My middle sibling had them too, but she was 6 years older than me, so was reaching the cut off age, also one of her doctors altered her DOB to make her a year older, so that helped her, so most of the focus was on me. I had instructions drilled into me if social services came for me out and about somewhere, ask for my lawyer and sisters. If I was at home I was to hide in the eaves in the attic of our main home. I don't know for how long they were actively coming for me, but I know that they did as I saw them at the hospital I was being treated at, and neighbours at our main home said that they went round to theirs looking for me. I hope I cost them lots of time and money.
My parents legally separated after they both retired early because illness wore them down, and I went to live with my Dad for a few years as I was meant to be with a "safe parent" we still would meet up at our house or at a service station in-between us. It was an odd arrangement, but my parents tried to make it as normal and as fun as they could.
We lost contact with quite a few family members for reasons we don't fully know, maybe from fear or a weird kind of jealousy, as we were often in the media (me especially).
My mother wanted my eldest sis to stay away from us as much as she could, as she was worried they would be caught up in our legal hell, as she had very young kids. And I think this has made her not very understanding of us and the situation we were in, as she somehow avoided the poisoning and sometimes I think she thought we were just being silly.
I think I was always the least capable of my family. I didn't have a full education, was extremely sheltered for obvious reasons and didn't have much planned for my future. I think my parents could have encouraged me a lot more, but I was know how difficult it was for us to plan things, as we were waiting to see what would happen with our legal cases. We absolutely should have had compensation and deliberate mistakes made correct, maybe even records sealed, at the very least witness protection or new identities. With these we may even have had to leave our country willing or perhaps not.
Through all this though, my middle sibling (sister) was still able to make good her talents. She wrote an unpublished novel, went to acting lessons, went to auditions for pop groups and was runner up in Miss Wales on year. She was amazing...
My Mother gained lots of experience of inner workings legally, medically and in government because of our hassles, and my Dad helped with tactics.
My parents had big plans for the future, but again, these would have depended on our case outcomes.
But somewhere around this time, both my sister and father suffered numerous strange breakdowns, and because our NHS medical records were still incorrect, got mistreated and were treated as normal patients, not considering their very serious allergies, also they ignored our wishes to be treated in other facilities as we had our own for poisoned patients (which we had).
I was basically a carer for them, until care teams decided my sister wasn't to stay at home, and my parents passed away.
Currently I feel quite detached from remaining family. I don't see my middle sibling, as she doesn't remember me anymore. My eldest sis I see maybe every fortnight, I feel like I've gotten to know her better, but I still feel like a burden as there's so much life stuff I don't know about. My niece & nephew both have partners and mainly do stuff with eachother and those that they know.
I feel so far behind them in life, don't have friends or a partner and feel still quite uncertain about things, as I don't think we had favourable outcomes, but even if we did, it probably wouldn't change much. No money in the world can buy all what we've lost. |