When I was 7, my mum’s partner hid my red bomber coat in the cupboard to “teach me a lesson.”
It wasn’t discipline.
It wasn’t harmless.
It wasn’t okay.
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Psychological Punishment in Childhood: The Day My Mother’s Partner Hid My Red Coat
No bruises, but lasting scars — how a strange 'lesson' shaped my trust, fear, and sense of safety.