“I was afraid of myself” are stories of people, who have experienced psychological violence at different times in their lives, memories that have been deeply hidden so far.
Emotional abuse it’s like being put in a box.You think it’s a treasure box at first: you’re in there because you’re special. Soon the box starts to shrink. Every time you touch the walls there is an “argument”. So you try to make yourself fit. You curl up, become smaller, quieter, remove the offensive parts of your personality. You eliminate people and interests, change your behaviour. But still the box gets smaller. You think it’s your fault. You don’t yet understand that you will never, ever be tiny enough to fit.
Home is a place that is associated with family warmth, a safe haven. In the case of victims of violence, the function of the home space is reversed. Forced to seek another refuge.