#eventually i stopped seeking comfort because i picked up on how disengaged and annoyed she was.
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why am I remembering the few times I actually confided in my mother, trusting her with some fears of mine when I was totally vulnerable and hoping for comfort and guidance, but all I got was "don't be silly, there's no need to be this worked up over small stuff like that you're just imagining things stop it don't bother me with that again"
#or how cuddly and physical i was as a kid. literally crawling into my mother's arms at least 10 times a day#she never hugged me back. just let me climb all over her while she just sat there with an annoyed expression#like she would rather be doing anything else but has to indulge me because i was a young kid at the time#eventually i stopped seeking comfort because i picked up on how disengaged and annoyed she was.#it sucks rediscovering that physical comfort-seeking side of myself when i know damn well i'll never get what i crave#at least not in this environment and not from the people around me#biting growling snapping at myself in frustration#wish i could be different. wish i wouldn't need what i crave
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