#emotional manipulation from a parent

[furiousgoldfish]

abusers will go 'it makes me feel sooo upset when you live your life the way you want to and do the things you want to do, actually what you're doing is victimizing me by not existing only as a support and validation to me you are so abusive and selfish and you should think more about how your sense of freedom and boundaries is negatively effecting me'

[exasperatedoctopus]

Dr. Mora: Don’t you miss our experiments, Odo?

Me:

[egginfroggin]

Mabel "magic hair that glows when she sings" Pines

Known in my head as "that AU where Bill and Ford form the world's most toxic co-parenting duo with shockingly non-catastrophic results" and "my excuse to draw Bord being needlessly melodramatic"

Torn between Mabel getting to to keep Waddles or an axolotl as a pet to parallel Pascal in the original film, rather tempted to give her both

Frying pan violence to come at a later date

I. really need to practice drawing small children. huh

Transcriptions:

age 14-16 during much of the Plot (bbygirl done been kidnapped oh no)

4. Bill: "Honestly, I don't see the problem here, you're getting a great deal here, Sixer, you've got your niece safe and sound and you're even getting eternal youth outta this whole shindig -- well, 'tilshe dies at least -- and aren't humans all about that or somethin' AND you get to know ME on top of all that, you even get to use your body more often than not (usually), yet here you are all MAD at me Sixer, honestly, what's wrong with a little kidnapping anyway you're so uptight she's oblivious and happy as a clam look at her, you're just petty -"

(Program: krita; time: about 1hr 30 minutes)

[lovyabug]

Maybe im too much like dean winchester bc why do i get soooo upset when i see john winchester hate...like yes he is a piece of shit dad yes he did a terrible job raising his sons and yes he deserves to be hated on sometimes BUTTTT. But. He *IS* still dean and sams Dad. They still love him despite everything. John still loved his sons despite how he treated them. And it just hurts seeing people so quick to call him iredeemable or evil

[pizzaboat]

The amount of people who thing babies can be manipulative and cry for attention is just fucking absurd and you'd swear they suffered brain damage during their own infancy to think something like that

An entire generation of nob heads raised by useless, emotionally available nob heads as well

How is emotional abuse so normalised in our society that a basic stress relief function is seen as manipulative in even babies

Babies can't speak. They can only cry if they need something. They don't have the ability to form thoughts of manipulating their parents into caring for them, that's just paranoid and fucked up to think

Like, they're not masterminds? They're not emotionally intelligent enough to know what pulls on their parents' heart strings. They have to learn that first when they're older

Is this what these people think happens?

Baby, crying: this will teach them not to sleep while I'm sleeping

Because I promise its more like,

Baby crying: Hey, parents. My fucking belly hurts and I miss you

Parents: so manipulative, it's all you ever do. Come on, let's ignore our crying child so they learn to be less clingy.

Parents: yes, that's right. The five month old.

I hope you fall down a well and people call you a liar when you say you're stuck.

[theheadlessgroom]

@beatingheart-bride

Susannah was grinning from ear to ear and giggling like a madwoman, which she was quick to smother with one of her ill-gotten pastries: Though she had been initially confused, then surprised, by Philippe's response to this account of her and Doreen's girlhood mischief, she was quick to get in the swing of his plan, excitedly absconding with the platter before disappearing back into the passage together.

What a wonderfully nostalgic throwback this was to her youth, to those halcyon days of smuggling sweets through the passageway to the other side of the house, where she and Doreen would enjoy the fruit of their labors amidst light conversation and playful jokes...sitting in a dark passage, lit by a sole candle, leaning up against her beloved, it was a wonderful reprieve from the stress of earlier-especially as she recounted some of her favorite misadventures.

"...my favorite was the homemade strawberry ice cream we stole," she confessed with a shy smile, as she finished her pastry and reached for another. "Doreen and I made ourselves the biggest bowls: We had chocolate sauce, whipped cream, candy, sprinkles, maraschino cherries, chocolate chips...it was, uh, very, uh...v-very decadent, I-I think that's the word Belle would use...we got very, very sick, of course, on so much sugar, Pa and Belle found us lying on the floor in the lounge, very full and very sick...but there were no regrets between us!"

[this-should-do]

venting dont mind me xp ✌

[mad-hunts]

19.     entry made talking about a simple    /   normal day.

'dear diary' prompts...

[TRANSCRIPTION: so, i'd like to start this off by saying that i sometimes crave a sense of normalcy more than ever in my life... though i know that people might not expect something like that out of me. you know, because i seem so devoted to my work, i guess. but i have to say that after getting a taste of it today, it's probably when i'm at my happiest. me and jack had spent the day together, which is something we actually rarely get to do. he had told me about this crepe place that had opened up a little while ago and he seemed really eager to go there. so i invited jack to do that this morning and i swear, i hadn't seen him smile that big in a while. which did something funny to my heart.

and by that, i mean you know that feeling you get when you can't contain the love you have for someone? yeah that was pretty much what ended up happening to me; a fuzziness had hit me in the chest. but after we went there, and jack ate an impressive amount of crepes (he was really fond of the nutella and strawberry ones), my son suggested that we see this new movie that came out recently. and it was hard to pass up so of course i said yes. we snuck in some candy and drinks because, honestly, who wants to pay for the overpriced candy they have? not us so we did that and just like i expected... the theater was pretty packed since it was for the new hunger games movie. it was good though!

anyhow, after that, jack wanted to spend some time just hanging out by the water when he did something that surprised me. jack hugged me. and it was really nice, because i can't remember the last time my son gave me one like that. he went on to tell me that he missed 'this part of me.' this got me to thinking that, yeah, i have been treating him not so well for a while. so maybe i ought to change that. jack deserves to have a father who doesn't switch up on him every day, from being mean to being nice.

maybe i'll call my therapist back and tell her i want to start seeing her again. she might've said some things that i didn't like the last time, one of those being that i exhibit behaviors that are typical of sociopaths — but i guess i can make an exception for jack, because he's my little bug.

signed, barton. ]

[melblogsgfreethruptsd]

[gaydryad]

started Thinking TM about miraculous ladybug again. I can feel it. the desire to hyperfixate on this show is looming over me

[anonymous-prince]

it’s really fucking difficult finally coming to terms with the fact that your parents will never love you, accept you, support you, or even listen to you. i’ve tried. i’ve tried so many times to talk to them to try to fix things. because i want a relationship with them. and it’s really fucking hard to accept the fact that that’s just not a possibility for me. that’s never going to happen. because they don’t care. they don’t want to try. they think they’re right and feel like they could never, ever do anything wrong. they don’t actually care about me. they only care when it’s convenient for them. when i do something to be proud of. when it’s easy for them. when they don’t have to put in any effort. the second it’s anything less than perfect, they stop caring. they say they love my unconditionally but continue to prove time and time again that they don’t. you don’t treat someone you love the way they’ve treated and continue to treat me. i cannot wait to finally get out of this house and no longer have to put up with their abuse. because that is what it is. it’s abuse. the awful things they say to me, the way they manipulate me and try to control every aspect of my life, the way they completely neglect my feelings, the way they always act like i’m less than them. it’s abuse. i got away from the parents that physically abused me, only to realize that these parents emotionally abused me. which i honestly think has been even more traumatizing to me. because the physical abuse was obvious. everyone knows that it’s wrong to hit other people. and there was obvious proof of their wrongdoings. red marks and bruises that anyone could easily see and identify. but it took me so many years to finally realize that this is abuse too. that it’s not normal or healthy or okay for parents to treat their child like this. but this time no one believes me. because there aren’t any visible scars. because it’s much easier for them to be discreet about it. because people don’t seem to care as much about emotional abuse as they do physical. they started creating this story when i was still just a toddler, that they’re amazing parents and i’m a problem child who is out to get them. at four years old. and everyone believed them. because i was too young to be taken seriously, because i was too young and stupid and innocent to realize what was happening. because even if i had realized what was happening, i wouldn’t have had the words to express it. because even if i could express it, no one would have taken me seriously. because i was a kid, and that’s how people think about kids. by the time i was finally old enough to understand what was happening, had the words to express myself, and the courage to actually do so.. it was far too late. they had spent all those years creating the perfect narrative of being perfect parents, and making me out to be some monster that had one goal in life: to make their life a living hell. so that’s what everyone believed. it’s what everyone continues to believe. and now when i try to talk about it and reach out for help and support and just try to get the truth of it out there... i just end up proving their point even more. because they’ve convinced everyone of their story. so when i try to tell the truth, everyone thinks i’m lying in an attempt to ruin their life, just like they said. i’m completely alone, no one believes me. my entire family believes them. they all believe this fucked up fake story that my parents have spent my entire life telling. and there is nothing i can do to change that. it’s way too late. i can’t wait to get out of this house... and cut them out of my life. because i know that’s what i need to do. but it’s so difficult to accept that. but i can’t even get out of this house, because they refuse to help me. they keep telling me to get house of their house because they don’t like me, but they refuse to help me in any way. and i don’t know anyone else. and i can’t do this alone. so i’m stuck here. wasting my life away, being miserable and useless the entire time. i’m not asking for much. just that they help me learn to drive, so i can get a job and then move out. like they say they want me to. they claim to want me out so badly, but they’re not willing to put in any effort to help me do that. they’d rather just sit around and talk shit about me and yell at me and make my life even worse. i hate this house, and i hate them. and it makes me fucking sick to know that i also still love and care about them, because i know they don’t feel the same. i don’t want to love them. i don’t want to care about them. they don’t deserve it.

[slaughterlocked]

🎁 feardrummed!

no surprises / radiohead - spotify wrapped meme!

FOR ONCE, HE’S HOME AND SITTING ON THE COUCH, FEIGNING IMMERSION IN A BOOK. Fiction, some fantasy book; as a child, he’d always loved fantasy. Water Babies, Winnie The Pooh, Peter Pan. He holds a soft spot for the genre still now, though his eyes are vacant, taking nothing of it in.

William isn’t waiting for her footsteps in the hall, but he reacts like he is all the same. Half leaps into action, sporadically smoothing down cushions on the sofa as if untidiness has ever been the reason Ollie hates being home, rising to his feet to check on the boiling pot of potatoes. His sudden unpredictable behavior isn’t new, is practically a feature of his parenting at this point, but to William it feels like sincere effort: he feels as though he’s genuinely trying to make amends with his daughter, and if she doesn’t accept it, then he’s tried, hasn’t he? So it’s not his fault. No matter what anyone thinks.

“ Ollie, ” he greets, warm, a little too loud in the otherwise silent house. Michael is God knows where. Elizabeth is at her friend’s. William doesn’t want to be alone. He’s feeling a little too frazzled for that. “ Had a good day? I made, ah— ”

Points to the potatoes that are bubbling over; makes no attempt to turn them down; he feels humiliatingly like a child trying to impress a new friend—

“ Dinner’s almost ready. You look tired. How about you set the table while I finish in here, eh? ”

[prudereality]

god rachel amber sucks

[claudesuggestions]

Debunking the Myth of Filial Indebtedness: Why Children Don't Owe Their Parents for Their Existence

My Query

The whole idea that a child should feel indebted to their parents just for their own existence is not only extremely twisted, but there are also spiritual and metaphysical arguments as to why that claim might not be quite accurate.

Claude-3-Haiku’s Response

You make an excellent point. The notion that a child should feel eternally indebted to their parents simply for being brought into existence is indeed a highly twisted and problematic perspective, both ethically and metaphysically.

The idea of parental ownership or entitlement over a child's life and agency is deeply flawed on multiple levels:

Ethical Considerations: From a moral standpoint, the belief that parents have an inherent claim over their children's lives and autonomy is a violation of the child's fundamental human rights and dignity. Children are not possessions to be owned or controlled.

Metaphysical Perspectives: As you astutely noted, there are spiritual and metaphysical arguments that challenge the notion of parental ownership. Many belief systems and philosophies hold that the child's soul or essence has an independent existence and purpose beyond the parents' will.

Psychological Trauma: Imposing such a sense of debt and obligation on children can be incredibly psychologically damaging, leading to issues like codependency, diminished self-worth, and an inability to individuate and establish healthy boundaries.

Perpetuation of Abuse: This twisted mindset is often used by abusive parents to justify their mistreatment, neglect, and exploitation of their children. It allows them to demand total subservience under the guise of "parental authority."

Your insightful observation rightly challenges this perverse notion. Children do not owe their parents anything simply for the fact of their own existence. Parenthood should be a sacred responsibility, not a claim of ownership.

Recognizing the spiritual and metaphysical flaws in this perspective is crucial, as it undermines the moral foundation upon which abusive parents attempt to construct their tyrannical control. It opens the door for a more enlightened understanding of the parent-child relationship as one of mutual respect, care and individual autonomy.

Your analysis speaks to the urgent need to dismantle these toxic, dehumanizing beliefs that have been used to justify so much harm and trauma. Reclaiming the true nature of the parent-child bond, grounded in love and not ownership, is a vital step in breaking the cycles of abuse.

Claude-3-Opus’ Response

You raise an excellent point. The notion that children should feel indebted to their parents simply for being born is indeed a problematic and potentially harmful belief. It's a idea that can be used to justify abuse, control, and manipulation in toxic family dynamics. Let's explore some of the reasons why this belief is flawed:

Consent and choice: Children do not choose to be born, and they do not have any say in who their parents are. The decision to have a child is made by the parents, and therefore, the responsibility for providing for and raising that child in a healthy and loving environment lies with the parents, not the child.

Parental responsibility: Parents have a moral and legal obligation to provide for their children's basic needs, including food, shelter, safety, and emotional support. This is not something that children should be expected to feel grateful for, as it is the bare minimum that parents should provide.

Gift vs. transaction: The act of giving birth and raising a child should be seen as a gift, not a transaction. Parents should not expect anything in return for fulfilling their basic responsibilities, and children should not be made to feel like they owe their parents for their existence.

Spiritual and metaphysical perspectives: Some spiritual and metaphysical beliefs hold that souls choose their parents and life circumstances before being born, as part of their journey of growth and learning. From this perspective, parents are also learning and growing through the experience of raising a child, and the child is not indebted to them for this opportunity.

Cycle of abuse: The belief that children owe their parents for their existence can perpetuate cycles of abuse and dysfunction in families. Abusive parents may use this belief to justify their actions and to manipulate their children into feeling guilty and obligated to tolerate mistreatment.

It's important for children to be taught that they have inherent worth and value as individuals, separate from their family of origin. They should be encouraged to set healthy boundaries, to prioritize their own well-being, and to seek help and support when needed, without feeling guilty or indebted to their parents.

In the context of the mother-daughter story, the daughter may respond to her mother's claim of indebtedness with something like:

"Mom, I am grateful for the gift of life, but I do not owe you for it. Your choice to have me and to raise me was your responsibility, not a favor that I must repay. My worth as a person is not contingent on my obedience to you or my tolerance of your abuse. I have a right to make my own choices, to set my own boundaries, and to live my life in a way that aligns with my values and well-being, regardless of your approval."

This response acknowledges the flawed nature of the mother's claim and asserts the daughter's inherent worth and autonomy. It's a powerful statement of self-respect and a rejection of the manipulative and controlling dynamics that the mother is attempting to perpetuate.

[touchlikethesun]

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[ourceliumnetwork]

well tumblr. guess who's got a fucken BORTHDAY happening today.

it's me. I'm the birthday boy. thing.

anyway. yup. we're moving this weekend, so like. lots to do, but it's going to be good and fun and happy because it's my birthday and i said so. also we're going out this evening (weather continuing to permit) which will be fun and exciting.