Mr. X's childhood was not something out of d!ckens but there were certainly traumatic aspects to it.
He was very intelligent but had severe dyslexia which made school a horror for him. He failed his way through elementary and junior high causing his mother, who highly valued academic achievement, to become extremely angry with him. He would hide his tests with their failing marks on them when he was in elementary school (under his mattress) and when his mother discovered them she beat him black and blue.
His mother returned to college full time when he was about 8 or 9 and she was pretty much unavailable for mothering duties resulting in her son going to school with no lunch, in mismatched shoes and un-ironed shirts (this was the 1950s when such things mattered!) He would be teased and even shamed by his classmates and, once, one of his teachers, for his appearance.
One of his sisters recently told me he was extremely bullied in the public high school he attended for his freshman year. I had known it had been a rough year for him, but his sister told me much more than he ever had (she was in the year ahead of him.) It was so bad she told me she begged her mother to send him to a nearby private school. His parents ended up doing that and his last 3 years of high school were his best K-12 education experience.
When he was around 12 he began experiencing what he called "night terrors." He was unable to sleep in his own room because of it (he described them as waking nightmares) and slept on the floor of his parents bedroom instead. I don't know how long that went on but it was more than just a few occasions according to what he described to me.
I know his parents took him to a therapist at some point during this period. He only talked to me about it (during our 38 years together) a few times. He seemed to not remember much about the therapy sessions.
His relationship with his father was distant. He admired his father and longed for his dad's approval but felt like he never received it. His father used to tell him he was "the laziest (racial slur) God ever made."
We met and got married when he was 22. He went on to become a military aviator, earned a master's in engineering from a prestigious university, became an engineer and very successful entrepreneur, founding two companies. A big part of his drive, I always felt, was to prove to his parents he was worthy or their love and respect.
His father passed away 28 years ago, his mom 8. I believe his MLC began after his mom's death.
How sad.
TMHP
M 40 yrs.
BD 1/11
Began living with OW 1/11
Divorce final 8/13
Ex married OW 6/15
God, grant me the serenity to accept the people I cannot change; the courage to change the one I can; and the wisdom to know it's me.