Personal Narrative: Growing Up My Mother
Growing up my mother used to verbally abuse me by calling me all kinds of names, criticized the way I looked and parts of my body. I was either too fat or too skinny but I was never good enough for her. She was very hurtful with words. Things didn’t get any better as I got older. The way she used to verbally abuse me scared me for life. It affected my self-esteem, my relationship with others, including other family members and friends so I developed trusting issues. She always taught me how not to trust anyone, to never let any friends in, not to …show more content…
I used to scream for help, for anyone to take me out. But she would leave me there for a few minutes until “I learned my lesson” to me that was very cruel.
I develop a claustrophobic disorder, where until this day I can’t get into an elevator by myself, or be in any tiny close space. I can’t even do a close MRI machine, I am afraid of flying, or go into an airplane bathroom because is too small. I developed a lot fear and self-esteem issues. Having Fear can be very embarrassing, for example, going into a doctor office or any building for the matter and not able to take the elevator by myself, I will wait around in front of the elevator until someone walks in and get in it too. I have spent minutes to half hour just staring at the elevator wondering what to do, thinking could this be the day that I get over my fear or with “my bad luck” as I always used to refer to it. I was terrified that once I was alone in the elevator I’ll get stuck inside and suffocate to death. If I walked into a building and had to take the elevator it would freak me out and put me in panic mode, always thinking the worse