Parental Issues - Blog Posts

hi im bee and i have immense amounts of parental trauma

Darya stood staring at her mother who she had looked up to her entire life.

This wasn’t right.

But she knew it was the truth.

And so…

She said to her

You’re no captain.

And I should have seen it long ago.

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My dnd character last session and something close enough to what was said :D

My father tells me to be assertive. Yet, whenever I try to establish my boundaries with him, he dismisses them as if my boundaries don’t apply to him because — and I quote, “He is my father.” What good does that do me in the future? He makes it impossible to deal with.

Is anyone else struggeling with their parents pressuring them to do a specific study? Like my parents are dead set on making me be a docter and are even coming up with shit like: well i am gonna pay so i get to choose.

I hate it when people are subtly assholes. I already have an awful time remembering things some days.

That, and my family already thinks I'm weak and useless. My father problems are overtaking my my mother issues at the moment, and I remind her that he's been acting more and more like a dick overtime. I told her months ago, but she brushed it off. Someone asks for context. She tells them it's because I was upset about having to do the dishes...

I'm not a fucking toddler.

I can handle being asked to do fucking chores just fucking fine. The problem is that he would randomly threaten to beat my ass or tell me and my brother that we're fucking assholes and tell us that no one cares about him and wants him to die... The thing is, I did most of the cooking and a good chunk of the cleaning. This rat fucking bastard never bothered cleaning his room, which over time, could've caused us to get evicted.

Not only that, but he'd blame my mother's disability to worm himself out of responsibility until it became an actual issue, then it's suddenly all her fault. Literally fuck both of them. She's not the only person he's hurt and vice versa, but I look fucking insane because I'm the only one (other than the two of them) that's gotten the worst of them.

AND NO ONE IN MY FAMILY EVER FUCKING BELIEVES HOW BAD IT CAN GET.

I hate this shit. I hate having been raised by terrible people. I hate living with terrible people. I'm already at the edge of my fucking rope, partially because of this bastard, but I can't afford to do anything stupid for that same reason. You tell me to hurry up and get a job and then you steal the goddamn car. No one wants to fucking hire me, and you ruin my chances even more. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.

Even if I do get a normal job that I have to commute to daily, I'll only last so long. There's a metaphorical bomb strapped to my fucking chest and I can only hope I'll have enough money to cover the costs of the fallout by the time it detonates.

I desperately need someone to let me cry into their chest until I can't breathe. Please. I can't take being an adult anymore

I sometimes love her and I sometimes hate her. Am I a bad daughter? Or is she a bad mom? Or are we just people?

everything I feel, think or do is bad when I'm with my mom

Shoutout to all the children of parents that are abusive one way or another that sat their parents down and watched a movie that was a clear plea for those parents to realize that you needed them to be more of a parent and not an abuser. Sorry if it failed and congrats if it changed something if anything. Y'all did a good job speaking out even if it wasn't your voice speaking!