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  • I was sleeping all day after being yelled at - the first thing in the morning and i started crying (duh) now I’m awake but still crying and don’t have the courage to go back to the party and ask for food. i just don’t guess who’s starving right now

  • bro can’t i stop being a crybaby for once??? i was about to cry in the middle of some party because my mom talked rudely to me. what the fuck

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  • i hate that I cry at the second someone raise their voice at me. like no tear stay in i need to fight this for myself

  • why my family makes me feel i have no family at all

  • abusive parents be like, you can do anything you want to but the things you want to!

  • some people really don't wanna see the consequences of traumatizing their kids

  • But….those are your parents!

  • Oh the pearl clutching! The panic! The disbelief I get from people who have no context about why I need to be no contact with my parents.

    Yes, these are my parents:

    who called me names like “mongloid”, “miserable” and “crazy” from as young as I could remember

    who allowed abusive relatives access to me and my sister, who ignored our complaints of being violated and abused

    who punched, kicked, slapped, threw down stairs, choked me

    who intentionally sabotaged opportunities for personal development and growth from a very young age

    who isolated me from extended family, community, peers

    who consistently denied me opportunities to reach common, important developmental milestones during childhood and teen years

    who refused to help me learn to drive or get a job

    who threw me out of the house without money, a bank account, government identification or a job

    who decided that a relationship with me and my kids was inconvenient and too much work, and would exclude and ignore us

    Yes, those people. My parents. The very same people who abused me! .

  • hey hey you you wanna run a truck over me

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  • why am I behind so much? the people of my age are in college or working and I am just rotting here, crying and panicking. why can’t i ever do anything right…why can’t I do what I said I’d do…why can’t i let myself and the people who love me not down for once.

    i feel so like a fucking burden. i am a fucking burden on myself. always on the verge of breaking down, why can’t I just stop being traumatized and get some job or college so i can leave this fucked up family behind.

  • i have tears in my eyes like constantly do you still think I’m hot

  • why can’t I be a normal person

  • my dad’s profile says “be a good person no matter what”

    the irony

  • "But I gave you food, clothes and shelter! Others have it worse than you, stop being so ungrateful."

    Dear parents,

    The things you just listed are the literal bare minimum that any child and human being should have. They are human rights. They are what is required of you to give your child by the fucking law. All you're telling me is to be grateful that you care enough about the law to not deprive me of basic necessities.

  • that’s the basic responsibility that comes when you have a child. and the fact that you say how everything is all yours and you take whatever you want, whenever you want is not called “providing” bruh

  • lmaoooooooo guess what happened hahhahahahahhahahahhahaha my abusive father is pretending to be nice and helpful again. what a fucking joke hahahhahahahahahhahahaha

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