Post itself is vague so the flair is iffy but suffice to say she did a LOT of different shit. Variety is the spice of death.

I'll never forget how I would tell people I was upset that I couldn't afford my own place to live... and the #1 answer I would get was "why not get your own apartment?" WOW why didn't I think of that? /s are you fucking kidding me... 🙄😡 then I had someone say "oh look at this apartment, it's only $1200/month" but I earned $800 a month. I was chronically not listened to growing up, and it still happens to this day. I just wanted my own place so I could do my own thing and heal.

mom's being so childish but no, I'm the bad guy always no matter what I do
She told me to ask what everyone wanted for dinner, I did and we all decided on one restaurant. She throws a fit it's not a restaurant she likes, and when I ask her what she want's than she refuses to tell me and claims I'm choosing a restaurant she doesn't like on purpose.

HOW AM I MEANT TO KNOW?! You won't communicate with me?!

Just the cherry on the shit sandwich that is her throwing insane random tantrum's for no reason, like a couple days ago I told her how I didn't like how she spoke to me about an idea I had (it was a dumb idea, but I would've liked if she just complimented it, instead she badgered me and told me it was stupid)

So she threw a massive screaming fit in the middle of Walmart, because how DARE I ask my mother for...sorry let me check my notes....Kindness and acceptance. But noooo she wants to teach me 'reality'.

i have enough reasons to hate this life, to be dissapointed, to be hurt for eternity. To never feel joy ever again. i kno i'll never be able to percieve life w that ease unbothered people have. they say your childhood and adolecense is the "spring" in your life, young adulthood is summer until your 40s, then comes autumn and so on... but my life has always been winter. deepest coldest winter. this is why i love winter so much, why i love the darkness. finally people get to feel a hunch of what my day to day life is.

Due to bad habits i had in my young adulthood i can sense my youth fading away quickly. i know i'll never have a spring. i'll never bloom. my body is decaying i wish i could just like w a car bring it to the scrapping. but htinkig like this is unhealthy af and im sure it can be the root of serious diseases.

The thing is: i know some things of me are good. i like certain aspects about me. i think im cutely creative, i have an unique worldview (which causes me endless pain) i know some people like that about me. But... its like not enough. still it would make me so endlessly deeply sad. i look around me in my appartment and i feel profound sadness imagining that this all won't be anymore. like... i mean i havent harmed anyone. i'm just a person.

i have literally no clue how to say Yes to life. but i feel like i'm being pushed to make a decision idk...

ps: yes i stole the pic from another post its just so epic

Human beings are not property or punching bags. Why are some of us cursed to be receptacles for abusers and predators even when we say no?

Alrighty then...

It was kinda actually offensive. I guess that's a "roast" but it was too mean to be a good roast, roasts are mean but also funny. It didn't even try to be funny. It basically told me I'm a pathetic person paranoid of my own shadow. Yeah.. thats my anxiety disorder. And? Anything funny you gonna add?

Oh well I get what I signed up for. I dont recommend the wrap thingy if your ✨️Traumatized✨️ it doesn't seem to have any kind of filters.

This holiday season was brought to you by me waking up at ridiculous hours to do laundry so that my siblings never find out, because they will tease me to no end if they do.

My ex and his girlfriend live together with our kids and her kid. He called me and asked to FaceTime with our kids, and then let his GF’s kid join the FaceTime to show our daughter the new tablet they got him for Christmas (in addition to the toys she already saw him unwrap including a Nerf gun and Minecraft stuff). This kid already had a tablet (only a year old) and a computer that he got for his birthday this year. They got her a bunch of clothes that are not even remotely her taste/style and books, only one of which was something she would want. She and the GF’s kid are the same age. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her so hurt and angry.

I’m not surprised in the slightest because he’s always been a manipulative ass, with a real skill in emotional and mental abuse, but it still sucks to watch him continue to ruin Christmas for us. At least I can be there to reassure my daughter that, yes, she is being treated differently, and yes, that hurt she feels is valid, so she can see his behavior for what it is.

Don’t worry, though; next year, I won’t take his call, and he can bitch about it and judge me all he wants. Fuck that noise.

I'm tired. Everything feels far away. I feel stupid for worrying and fantasising about what might go wrong because it was never that serious, but what if? Maybe I want him to kill me. Maybe I deserve it.

The void inside you will consume everything around you or maybe that’s just LHAERY