I had a mildly abusive childhood. At age 8 my sister brought a gun in the house and told everyone she was going to shoot them. I remember running to the backyard with my other sister. The cops were called multiple times. My other sister threw a plate at me, hitting me .5 inch from my eye. My parents refused to take me to the hospital to get stitches.

I was raped at age 15.

I reported it to my doctor. My parents blamed me for it. They asked me "Why did you choose to have sex with him?" They told me how expensive the doctor visit was.. And that I should have never told anyone.

My doctor put my on antidepressants. My father told the doctor I wasn't allowed to take them. I was in and out of psych hospitals 3x from ages 15 to 17. I reported my case to the police at age 16, a 13 page police report.

I was bullied in school. My parents told me that I shouldn't have reported my perpetrator (classmate). Age 16, I had court trials after school, where I stood alone and gave my victim impact statement in front of my perps parents and himself.

I asked my parents if they could come and support me.. They told me "they wanted nothing to do with this."

They told me to just get over it.

My mother wanted nothing to do with me, so she picked me up 45 minutes late from school everyday. Temperature at home was set at 60 degrees (Even during Michigan winters). Our showers were timed. We couldn't eat meals outside a specific narrow window.

My father worked during the day, and watched TV afterwards, in which he fell asleep. If I tried to talk to him, he would tell me to shut up and go to my room.

I attempted suicide at age 17. I was unconscious in the ICU for 2 weeks. I could have died or become seriously ill. I'll never forget, the first thing my mother told me when I got out of the hospital was, "The doctor told me how troubled of a kid you are. He let me know how hard of a time we have with you. He gets it."

Fast forward, I am now 22 and a registered nurse. My sister is a psychology major, the other is a lawyer.

My question.. and I am in therapy, but how does one forgive their parents for this? I feel like my whole childhood was stolen from me.

They deny everything, so I stopped trying to talk to them about it. They are numb to the fact that they were neglectful, abusive parents, but they never hit us, so it was all okay to them.

I am all done with college and set to get married next year. Do I invite them to my wedding? Do I still talk to them? Do I allow them in my life..?