#familyissues

[nmolesofadrenaline]

[cleosmasterpiece]

I wish I felt connected to these people that I’ve known all my life but I don’t

[socialanxietygurl]

[8blogsthena]

Things I have been told by my parents this past week!

"Just go exercise more."

"Fat, lazy & fat."

"It looks like you have cankles." (Was suppose to be a joke but yk)

"You have to wear baggy clothes to hide all your fat huh?"

"You eat to much."

"She has hollow legs, that's where all the food goes."

"You can't hide your triple chin!"

I love how they support my weight loss, & it's not like I'm extremely overweight 💀

(My mum is usually supportive though, she's just a joker, it's mostly my dad)

[adnewsilver]

I really need to grieve the relationship that I didn't had with my father and that I will never have, it's hard because he was always there physically but I've always felt that I was fatherless

[holdmepainlessly]

is anyone else suspicious when someone is showing interest in wanting to be their friend? like what do you mean you want to know who i am, and about my existance?

[misha060]

I used to be a bright kid.

I say used to because I’m not sure I am anymore. Migraines have taken over my mind, and my brain doesn’t work like it used to. But being chronically ill has brought me closer to myself. I’ve learned to accept who I am now. My mom never understood my condition—not that she ever tried. So, I did the best thing I could for myself: I changed my career path. A tough career isn’t for me. My chronic illness won’t let me push that hard, and I won’t listen to opinions from healthy people. Not even from my best friend or my mom.

[my-feelings-on-firee]

It feels like I am on trial.

I am being judged by everyone around me. They make me feel like nothing I do is good enough. Like my existence is nothing if it’s not for their liking.

I know I shouldn’t let them get into my head…but they do.

[peaceandlovemotherfuckers]

I made the mistake of talking about the unspoken.

If you are a daughter, and you have a mother, you know what it is.

The thing.

The slimy uncomfortably object not materialized that can never be said out loud to each other, or else it will become truth.

it's true. you're sure of it. you've been talking about it quiet as the mouses, in the kitchen, trying to find barely there crumbs with your sister ever since you both been old enough to see the same pain in each others eyes.

The house was shook.

I cried, accidentally, which made everything worse.

Mother told her piece.

but then again, has she ever not said her piece?

I said sorry.

i was not sorry, but there is no reason to extend something that i know will not lead to anything but pain. only for me

She went to bed.

I did the same. There is no use in crying for the spilled milk.

there is no use in crying for a pain that will never go away because the cause simply cannot understand how it can hurt someone in the first place

Can the boogeyman ever go away if we pretend that is not under the bed?

[nyxn0tf0und]

Just incase no one has told you this today, I proud of you for how far you've come! :))

[nmolesofadrenaline]

[cleosmasterpiece]

That child trauma is the hardest to heal because I literally was a fuckin kid

[socialanxietygurl]

Me if I had grown up in a normal family

[8blogsthena]

Me: I need help, my mental health is declining

Parents: Oh, don't be dramatic, everyone gets sad every now & then, you'll get over it!

[adnewsilver]

I think I highkey need in my life right now an elder male figure to tell me that they're proud of me and that they care about me

[holdmepainlessly]

my mom and were dad were arguing, she said, "I was someone's daughter too," her words will never leave my mind ever.