every interaction with my parents is me keeping my anger inside and them trying me again and again
I am crumbled up and tired from everything, please let me breathe for a while
What most people don't realise is that it's very difficult to tell if you're being abused. Especially when it comes to having abusive parents. The abuser gaslight you, make it seem like it's your fault/you deserve it. And when you're a child and it's happening from someone whom you should trust, you think that it's normal because it's been happening all your life.
It's not easy like people make it out to be. You don't go and report it because you don't know that it's even happening. Even if you do, the abuser makes sure you know that if you report it, the abuse gets worse.
and even if you do report it, you don’t have evidence and them being good with manipulation would have an advantage against you. Plus people are always ready to jump in with, “they’re still your parents”.
The only thing you can do is cut contact with them as soon as you’re able to and carry on with the garbage they gave you your entire life with them.
me: I’m an adult, I don’t need approval from anyone anymore, I can decide for myself if I’m doing well or not
a kind person: tells me I did well
me, crying: I have never known relief or happiness until this moment
the amount of anger i have in me is So unhealthy lol
i don’t understand why grown ass adults can’t ask for things nicely (especially my parents) they be just out there yelling, threatening and calling me names
If you don't respect me as an authority i won't respect you like a human
i honestly hate living so much i can't believe i have to do this for the entirety of my existence
im so lonely and desperate for human connection but also need like 3 rest days after replying to a text lmao
i hate knowin that people that ruined parts of me still live and function like nothing ever happened
no one's ever gonna love me. oh my bus is here
she discarded me the minute I wasn’t needed anymore
suffering
bedtime routine : I’m miserable. my existence is a scandle. i can’t believe I have a human form and I’m being perceived