#this is just random personal oversharing hour i guess! don't know why but it is!

[persianflaw]

the worst part is that i really like getting gifts for people and doing special things for them, but most people aren't as interested in doing that, and some people just don't think about it at all. which is of course fine, but it was a really hard and kind of embarrassingly long period of adjustment where i had to realize, okay, just because i personally like going out of my way to bring donuts to class or make someone a keychain or send out custom valentines or whatever, doesn't mean that people will ever do that for me. that's not how this works. outside of a few holidays, there's no reciprocal gift giving expectation, and this isn't something that most people do. i can either decide that the unevenness upsets me too much and stop, or i can accept it and try to do things for myself to make myself feel special instead of expecting it from others. again, embarrassing that it took me into adulthood to really get a handle on this, but that's how it is.

[oncominggstorm]

Random numbers: 7, 14, 25, 36, 50

7: Do you get along with your parents? Why or why not?

Well my dad died last March so I guess I get along with him now lol? Before, it was complicated, he didn't really understand autism or adhd or chronic illness, and so there were a lot of misunderstandings.

My mom, no. She's really toxic. I basically raised my little sister for her, helped pay her bills, was her therapist from like age 11, etc. Lately she's gotten worse and says really hurtful things and won't apologize, and continues to cross boundaries. The final few straws happened this summer, once when I told her I wanted to kill myself and she said "good," once when I was having a meltdown while on a trip with my sisters and reached out to her to help me calm down without messing up the trip for my sisters and she was horrible to me and made it worse, and once when she showed up at my house unannounced AGAIN and just let herself in AGAIN, and when I got mad and told her to leave she threatened me and pushed me. I don't really remember the order, they all happened around the same time. But that was it for me. Now I'm like, cordial with her at family events for the sake of my sisters and grandma, but that's about it.

Wow that was long sorry lol I guess I needed to vent

14: What’s a bad habit that you have?

Lol most of my habits are bad if we're being honest. I pick at my skin, I use weed as a coping mechanism when I don't wanna feel my feelings, or I push down my feelings and just spend all my time daydreaming so I don't have to think, I overshare to people on the internet apparently, lots more I'm sure but that's probably more than enough lol

25: Have you ever/do you liked someone you know you can never be with?

Once my freshman year of college I had a crush on my RA but then I found out he was gay so I guess that counts lol. And then like, celebrity crushes obvs.

36: How long does it take you to get ready in the morning?

I can be ready in like, 10 minutes. But I PREFER to take like an hour or two laying in bed, and then eat breakfast, and scroll through tumblr, etc etc

50: State five facts about your personality –

So I'm like, ACTIVELY in the process of trying to figure out who I am. Like I legit was talking about that as one of my goals with my therapist yesterday lol. SO, this is kinda hard. But I will do my best:

1.) I try my best to be a kind person. I don't know if I always succeed or come across that way, but I genuinely am trying most of the time

2.) I can be kinda obsessive? Not about people, but obsessive about stuff in general.

3.) I'm one of those people who is shy and doesn't talk much when I'm not comfortable, but then will joke around and/or excitedly infodump about stuff for hours with people I'm comfortable with. There just aren't very many of those people in my life rn unfortunately

4.) I really like learning trivia. Like just random little bits of information. I think it's one of the things I like most about tumblr, because I'll just be scrolling and then randomly come across a post about like, the etmology of a specific word or phrase. Or people infodumping about their special interest on a post that's marginally related. I love random things like that.

5.) I think I can probably be a little needy and insecure sometimes lol

Wow that whole ask ended up being long and deep sorry lol.

Thanks very much for asking :)

Send me some of these numbers!

[1111jenx]

random astro placements &

their culture 🕊🏪🕊

(part 4)

astro culture series, part I — part II — part III

i'm back at it again with my weekly roast series but this time i wanna make it educational like my notes this time >:) enjoy luvs

🕊libra rising culture is looking at your friend dead in the eyes and telling them "i look more attractive in person right my photos online don't do me justice hahahahahahahaahhahahaah" and y'all would keep staring until that friend agrees like ihy💀

🕊scorpio placements culture is telling people what do you mean i'm secretive i literally overshared so much remember that one time i told you i love chinese food? i never told anyone that.

🕊virgo rising culture is obsessively psychoanalyzing every person you meet and accidentally saying it out loud like oH tHaTs WhY you're like that

🕊mars in 5h culture is saying "guys i can not do this today xoxo 😚"when your friends want to play never have i ever as a drinking game💀

🕊gemini mercury culture is everyone stealing your sense of humour so you don't know to either feel mad or superior🥳

🕊mars in 11H culture is having a STRONG sense of right and wrong but you're so supportive of your friends no matter what. the type to give their friends an hour lecture on why they should not date that crusty fishboy but end your speech with ".... and thats what i think but if you really wanna do it then go for it i guess just know the consequences and let me know if you're bout to be stupid mkay?"😃 like naw ion wanna be responsible for any of ur decision dear

🕊cancer rising culture is yelling at your s/o something along the line of "if you really wanted to talk to me. even though i blocked you on every possible platforms, my email was still open you just didn't care enough" i-

🕊gemini mars culture is making intense eyecontact with your friend and tell them with a serious voice like "no i don't do salad."

🕊7H stellium culture is waking up and choose to know everyones business. y'all keep making fun of 3H stellium but they be talking about anything but your dumbass. it's 7H stellium that has infos which would royally fuck you up<3

🕊moon in 5H culture is emotionally connecting with your one-night-stand.

🕊chart ruler in 7H culture is screaming IM UNLOVABLE every hour but leave 20 people on read how does that even work ma'am 🤣

🕊virgo rising culture is blasting the weeknd music and sit in your cozy home by yourself cause this is rare as hell and its one of the few moments when you don't have to worry about anything or anyone. also turning your phone into no disturb mode so no chaotic friends can reach you you're on time-out sir

🕊9H venus culture is your friends physically having to stop you when you talk about that one person way too much and ask you bro do you like that person or smth why are you talking abt them? and you just go like oh fuck. i do. i do like them.

🕊virgo rising culture is getting second hand embarrassment from your drunkass friends in public like uh yeah i guess they're my friends you can call us that i think my responsibilities now ahahahahhahaahhahah💀💀

🕊capricorn moon culture is playing hard to get or simp so hard you make your future self uncomfortable no in between.

🕊6H moon culture is having random icks like someone would say "its lit" and it would get to you and you'd have to head out cause you feel cringed sksksk

🕊venus in 1H culture is brainstorming about your kids names and start planning the wedding after one month of dating 😄

🕊aquarius mercury culture is using all the power you have left in your body not to say "respecfully can you shut the fk up😀" to someone cause you're running out of patience.

🕊libra venus culture is having sex with night changes by One Direction playing in the background.

🕊sun square ascendant culture is secretly loving reckless people. like wow you wanna jump off a plane and go swim with sharks with no prior knowledge? thats hot🥵

🕊gemini moon culture is overthinking in the most random moments like y'all deadass would be giving your puppy a bath and you would start talking to your dog like oh wait i just remember that one time when my partner did that thats kinda sus does that mean he doesn't think i'm attractive anymore omg what if i-💀

🕊2H venus culture is listening to lana del rey when you're 12 and you're just like wow money power oLd mEn and sex i relate to that wow. no babygurl. no you don't.

🕊aries placements culture is loving optimistic people, like you vibe so well with crackheads muahz🤎

🕊water venus culture is actually believing in love is sufferings like no rachael, that one guy calling you a cünt before telling you you're his soulmate is not it💀 stop thinking that pain and love come hand in hand istg

🕊fire venus culture is knowing you're superior and thinking you're all that just to hold someones hands during sex and saying ily during the deeds😄so much for thinking y'all are tough huh

🕊leo rising culture is staring at that one girl who's throwing up infront of everyone and thinking to yourself oh thank you dear lord thank god thats not my dumbass

🕊venus in 12H culture is going 👁👄👁 as your s/o is in tears screaming what do you mean you need some space for youself? we've been dating for 4 years wtf

🕊leo venus culture is staring at yourself in the mirror a lil too long like oh what would i do without this face🥵

🕊leo venus culture is blowing things out of proportion and your excuse is "i only do it because i care okay" ok.

🕊libra placements culture is mentally taking 3 deep breaths every time someone thinks they can use your indecisiveness to their advantage

🕊pisces placements culture is looking like anime characters. don't even try changing my mind.

🕊gemini/aries/aquarius/sagittarius mercury culture is people asking are you alright every-time you stay quiet for a good 5 minute

🕊fire MC culture is working on 19837292 projects and the second you see something cool you're just like okay i can take on one more why not😄

🕊4H placements culture is the sexual tensions between you and that one person that keeps telling you how you have a chart of a serial killer like oh yeah? you're up next bbygurl

🕊leo placements culture is having no chill. raise your voice at me again and i'll tell you whats up😀

🕊also leo placements culture is knowing how superficial you can be like did you just call me pretty and funny? aight i like you now the bar is in hell🥰

🕊venus in 11H culture is constantly imagining what if you end up dating your bestfriend like do you even know what platonic friendship is💀

🕊pluto in 3H culture is falling in love with that person who degrade you the right way like why do you guys like when others are mean to you are you okay😀?!?!

🕊sagittarius moon culture is feeling guilty for the most random thing ever like how does it go from "aw i feel so bad that you broke your arms" to "guys i'm crying i can't believe ice is melting and all those little penguins have no where to stay"

🕊virgo moon culture is enjoying sufferings a lil too much just because if y'all don't suffer you'd think something fishy is going on like omg i haven't overthink and cry in sometimes is everyone okay 🤨

🕊libra moon culture is standing up in god speed and say ight im just gonna head out when people start yelling💀💀💀

🕊moon in 7H culture is acting all tough and scary when you first meet them but show them a puppy or a cat and watch them start speaking in a babyvoice in the span of 5 minutes like excuse me are you bipolar or something LMFAO im jk

🕊capricorn moon culture is having a soft spot for crackheads. like wow i can't believe you'd confide in me enough to show me your most vulnerable moment aka when you're high asf on crack stay here i'll shelter you forever

So heres a very veryyyy short astro culture post hehe (comparing to the last posts ofc🤣)! I genuinely can't something I started during one of my insomnia moments got such positive feedbacks from yall!!

Thank you guys for being so supportive hehe leave a comment or say something cute before y'all leave;)

love,

saint jenx🍸

[dl4draws]

hi there!

lil' preface so i don't come off as a weirdo: i'm somewhat new to tumblr shenanigans™ so idk if it's just normal that awesome writers and artists share a bit of their progress for creating something, but you're the only blog i've witnessed doing it so you're getting this ask.

i absolutely love it here. getting to listen to (or read about?) someone's projects in the works feels like such an awesome thing! you're sharing this passion of yours with us and letting us experience this joy with you?? you're letting us see little doodles and headcanons and even a playlisy?? OMG

again, idk if that's normal on here but to me (someone who does everything on their own because who would care about my silly little craft?) this is absolute pure generosity and kindness on your part and i will never not praise that. i can't really put into words what i'm trying to say here because as much as i love the english language, it's not my first language and i just don't know how to express this properly. i guess what i want to say is thank you? thank you for all the happiness you share, thank you for letting us come on this journey with you and thank you for talking about your passion. that's a scary thing to do but whenever i see someone doing that i will 100% always sit there and listen to them talk about something they care about a lot (even if i don't understand a single thing about the topic) and try to interact and let them know that someone always cares about their thoughts and projects, even if it's just a stranger on the internet, because i know what it's like to run against a wall of indifference and i don't want anyone to feel like that.

keep talking about things that bring you joy and keep sharing them, someone's always going to support you and cheer you on and get excited with you!

this got a lot longer than i wanted it to be but my point is you're amazing and keep doing what you do, no matter how much you want to share of it or how long it takes! there's always going to be support and someone who appreciates you and your work.

idk if this should be anon or not because i don't want to seem so incredibly weird and out of place with my long stupid ask here-- this feels so uncalled for

take this virtual hug

hi hi hi good morning, I am throwing my reputation away and say I’m about to cry

Okay so I’m answering this bit by bit! I don’t think it’s that rare to see a content creator share stuff about their writing/art! At least with the people I’ve surrounded myself, there’s always sneaky posts here, reblogs with tags and stuff about their characters! It’s always so much fun to see those, see people share little details about their work is always fascinating to me! Personally I adore sharing the process because I am having Too Much fun and being extremely chaotic and I think it’s cool to share me having only half a braincell with you all lol

I’m so glad you like it here in my little corner of tumblr!!! I’m not an oversharer in any aspect of my life usually but with aus i go full beast mode and start talking and good luck shutting me up lmao as of right now I don’t really have time for full drawings (which is exactly why the hanahaki au isn’t already finished). Getting to doodle for this au has helped me with wanting to draw but not being exactly able to, and with getting stuff off my mind! I’m not very forgetful but with ideas I usually think about them, have a Good Laugh tm, proceed to think about it for half an hour and then forget about it, unless I scream about it to someone (or just make a post and announce it to you all).

One thing u might not know about me is that I make playlists for everything. If u go through my spotify playlist you’ll see many playlist, but I have so many secret ones bakshssk making a playlist for an au or for a fic (sometimes I make playlists for fics I read!)

I absolutely adore hearing about everyone’s ideas, like you said, listening to someone talk about something they’re passionate about is always so fascinating!! And it makes me so happy to see that someone trusts me enough to open their mind and share their ideas with me, even if (again like you said) I understand nothing of the topic! Honestly I am extremely thankful for you, and everyone who has ever interacted with me or my silly ideas. It hypes me up so much to see you all liking and sending me stuff about it (every time I get a random ask about something I said, or a headcanon or anything 25 years are added to my life ngl). I never thought people would enjoy my aus, be it the hanahaki one or the street racing one (or the beauty and the beast one!!!) You guys really are amazing!! And I totally get what you mean with running with a wall of indifference, I’ve been there and it’s not fun, but I’ve learned who to share with and who not to share with, and that’s okay (for me). I’m not a very good talker but I’ve been told I’m good listener, so if anyone ever has any problems, anything they’d like to talk about please never hesitate on sending me an ask or a message!! (zukka wingfic anon I’m still thinking about you)

Nooooo, please I didn’t find this weird at all!!!! I actually feel so flattered I haven’t been able to stop smiling :D it makes me so happy to see you enjoy my silly content, and that makes me want to create more of it!!!

I hope you have a wonderful day/night, and know that I’ll be thinking about this all month hakahaksb

[elishevashadow]

I was home schooled until I went to community college and eventually university. When I was eight, I started playing games online, trying to be as cool as my big sister was. While we were fiercely protected from the outside world, raised on Criminal Minds, NCIS, and other crime TV which kept me from wanting to leave my house ever... we weren't really trained much regarding online etiquette. It just didn't come up much. Unfortunately I had a talent for slipping through the cracks of attention. I'd sit in my room for hours upon hours playing games, watching videos, and looking up random curiosities. No one seemed to notice that my homework wasn't done, even though that's what I claimed to be doing. It was just really easy stuff I could finish with barely a thought, so I ignored it.

As time went on, I found myself in an awkward situation, being subtly emotionally abused by one of my online friends. I didn't want to seem stupid or weak, so I thought I could handle it on my own. I just wound up getting closer to this other person though. I tried to be savvy with my info, but anyone who has seen this blog can tell I overshare. After all, I'm doing so now. I wasn't allowed to have a phone or a Facebook until years after this started, and once I had the phone I talked with my abuser through that pretty often. Almost constantly, really. Anything that put him in a bad light I would delete in case anyone took my phone, and I became incredibly protective of my devices. He had convinced me that if we lost contact he would kill himself, and my idiotic preteen self believed it. He didn't want me to tell anyone else about him, either. I didn't delete my side much since I figured my inclination, that of wanting to help the poor suicidal stranger who was also my best friend, would be obvious.

When my mom asked one day who I was texting and I didn't answer, she tried taking my phone away. It was immediately following a particularly bad time my friend was having so I fought fiercely, barely realizing what I was doing. When she successfully fought it out of my grip and asked again, I yelled out "he's my boyfriend! And I love him!" And sprinted to my room, locking the door though I knew it wouldn't do anything. My immediate thought was just protecting him, still.

My parents were confused, feeling betrayed and lied to, and I had never felt worse. I didn't realize until I'd been caught that there was really anything wrong with the situation. I honestly felt like it was so obvious my whole family probably knew, and we just didn't talk about it.

They wound up calling the boy. He said how we loved each other and were making plans and hearing him say it was one of the most viscerally disturbing moments of that time. My parents never actually forbade it, either. I'm sure they intended to be as supportive as they could, even as hurt and confused as they were, but their solution didn't work out very well. A spanking and a month without recreational tech was basically my only direct punishment and after that I never wound up speaking to him again, though I tried to a couple times he had just... disappeared.

I felt like a changed girl, though. I went to bed that night sobbing and begging God for forgiveness for hurting my parent's feelings and trust in me. Not for hiding for years, I knew I'd been an idiot but it was for kindhearted reasons. For breaking trust though, I felt like my world had crumbled. My sisters looked at me differently, possibly wondering who it was they were looking at. I could see thinly veiled disgust at times.

In spite of that reaction though, my door being broken open, trying to delete any info that would make my abuser look bad (I still don't know exactly why I did that, I just didn't want *him* to get in trouble too, I guess), having my computer and all of my accounts searched completely, having a parent meeting, and everything else... at the time I felt better. I wasn't giving every remaining piece of energy to someone who was squandering it. I was a free gal, more or less. "I'm Forgiven" by Tenth Avenue North woke me up the next morning and I sobbed, feeling like God Himself brushed the dust off, accepted my apology, and that everything would be okay from then on.

That was mid-August.

September rolls around and I start the school year with genuine vigor, being a part of an online homeschooling program. The curriculum was pretty dull, but I was, for once, actually following through and doing super well. Until I was invited to join my class's chat group. It was all going decently for a couple months but then my attention lapsed more and more, again. I was actually getting to meet people and make friends and having the time of my life with folks who seemed actually genuine. Of course, all but a couple turned out to be batshit crazy, but I didn't really notice that at the time. I made friends with the kids a year older than me first, since they had first invited me. Then people my age and younger filtered in. Attention ebbed and flowed there, people coming, going, joining and vanishing. It was a lot of random good fun, but it was also an incredible distraction, one I didn't need. My attention to schoolwork lapsed again, and no matter what I tried I couldn't find that attentive spark again. Eventually the group petered to nothingness, groups of two or three staying connected but otherwise not really maintaining contact.

I found myself falling into step with a young autistic boy that I really enjoyed hanging out with. He was a good conversationalist online and we hit it off, though we mostly just continued writing roleplay stories with me usually acting as primary Storyteller as well as a main character right beside his character.

I talked to my mom much more openly about that friendship, but I don't think it ever really struck me how much trust I had broken with her. When I admitted I really liked the kid, she was surprisingly supportive.

She pretty rapidly changed her mind after cautious in-person hangouts didn't go well. His mother was obnoxiously overbearing, he could barely bring himself to speak, letting his sister dominate conversation, and we both left those meetings sad and frustrated and confused. While it is true that he gradually turned into one of the most abusive individuals I've had the displeasure of encountering, my parents' response was done in shockingly poor taste.

On a few occasions, sometimes for no reason at all, they would read all the messages off my phone or computer. Once, it was because my Dad had borrowed my laptop without telling me and my Gmail messaging was still up and we were role-playing another story. Another time it was because I hadn't yet finished preparing dinner, even though I hadn't actually been on my phone since I arrived home from my community college classes and was trying really hard to do well.

Each time, something was said they didn't like. Each time, I was severely punished, and there was even a point where my mother tried installing trackers into my computer to know what websites and programs I visited, how long I was using them, etc. Each time I was berated for betraying my parents, because I would again be oversharing my thoughts and feelings with the only friend I had. They didn't like what I said, even though sometimes if I was talking about family, I would actually defend them.

See, unfortunately, that didn't work to get me to stop "lying by omission" and I continued to just not really talk about it. It wasn't even intentional at that point, I just didn't figure they'd want to know about my online roleplay swashbuckling adventures, and that was most of what me and my friend did. Over time, with comfort in each other's company rising, candor also rose, and we talked about some pretty deeply personal matters as well.

My parents greatly disapproved of the entire thing, of course. Instead of making me quit, though, it just encouraged even more strongly that I not really talk about it. I'd only get in trouble when I admitted things, so by not speaking up I got in trouble less often...

It took five years after meeting that friend before I finally realized he had been manipulating me almost the entire time. It took another six months to actually remove him from my life. That time was excruciating, and I wound up severely scarred from it. He had been encouraging me to pull away from my parents as much as possible, while my parents were encouraging me to pull away from him as much as possible. In the end, with a lot of help, I got away from him, but that six month battle took a nasty toll. I once again lost trust points with my family, school was failing yet again as stress gave me blackouts and at one point I recieved a concussion. I was emotionally and psychologically Done with everything... diagnosed ptsd, depression, a mood disorder (likely bipolar II) as well as suspected adhd or/and low level autism, still getting blackouts, and most recently having multiple personalities, I've gone beyond scathed after all the bullshit I've gone through.

My folks though... that's just the icing on the cake, I guess. They've always been highly overprotective, but I have always been known as the most stubborn, hardest to teach little shit they've ever met. Add onto that social anxiety and you get a kid who is too nervous to order a drive-through meal without stammering, and keeps her nose in a book or some technology because she's scared of getting hurt, or kidnapped, or hurting someone's feelings, or getting so excited she happy-flaps and whacks someone, or just doing anything wrong. I was the kid so terrified of failure that I did my best to stop trying at all and failed that too. It felt like only the negatives were ever noticed and commented on. Nice things were expected, or gratitude came in the form of a "WOW! Thank you! It's actually done for once!" Level of sarcasm.

All those times when I'd have meetings with my parents because I'd messed something up again, they'd sit me down and tell me how disappointed they were, and how hard I had fucked up. I'd speak from the heart, explaining my thoughts and feelings, and from the time I was 16 to this very day, I've been told to my face that

I'm a very shitty liar

My acting class sure taught me a lot

(After a particularly heartfelt outpouring of feelings and explanation) "I don't believe you."

To stop being so damn defensive, immediately after being asked to explain myself

Being told I will never regain my mother's trust

To fuck off

To get the fuck out of the house

Being warned that if I don't shut the fuck up and stop arguing, I'd be kicked out

That one more word out of me and they'd beat my ass

Dad coming within an inch of slapping me in the face on several occasions, hand shaking in fury right in front of me. He slapped me one of those times, only the once that I remember... Outside numerous spankings.

To shut the fuck up and listen

To "stop with the waterworks" when I was explaining how I had been emotionally and psychologically abused.

My father has also called me just to say how unloved he felt because I didn't text him back immediately. Multiple times now.

I can sit at the dinner table while my little sister mouths off and my dad will tell her to stop and she'll say "no" in a cocky voice and they'll laugh about it, but I politely try to tell my dad that I'm not really interested in a hotrod convention he invited me to help host that's full of 30, 40, 50+ year old guys who don't want women there, and he gets upset with me for it, claiming that I never suggest anything for the two of us to do and he keeps trying to bridge the gap between us and I just keep pushing away. My sister can insult him to his face with no consequence but I try to bow out gracefully and it's like I stabbed him.

And yet, there are rare, pure moments when we connect. Talking in the car, working on a project, actually having a nice conversation. One of my favorite activities has always just been hanging out with my dad, every chance I could get. These days those moments are rare but they do happen. The sad part though is that it can go from great to horrible in a matter of moments.

I left university because I got a concussion and was in too much psychological and emotional distress to function. Because I was working through the realization that my longest standing friend had just been using me, manipulating me, and abusing me, even as he began to do all of those things with increasing intensity and visible aggression. But instead of anything resembling support, my parents can't help but comment how the entire last year of my education doesn't count because I was "just fucking around," or goofing off.

I can understand not trusting me to some degree after I had hidden my thoughts and feelings and didn't come to my folks for much advice or anything else. I can understand that I was probably the biggest shit person they'd had the misfortune of having to deal with... but they never believed me when I tried to say why I did any of the wrongs I've been accused of. They never taught me what to do differently they just scared me half to death, got angry at me, stopped trusting me, and wouldn't believe a word I said. The punishment for stupid behavior lasted far too long, and it's still ongoing. I just wish they would wake up one morning and realize all the times I told them I love them were entirely true, and my reasoning for my bad behaviors was not malicious but just desperately trying to prove myself and be generous.

Tl;dr

I lost my parent's trust by giving all my attention to abusive boys that convinced me they needed help and now my dad still treats me like shit because of it and our attempts to reconnect have invariably ended in horrible failure. I just wish my folks were willing to understand.

So my dad took away my laptop because I wouldn’t give him the password. I wasn’t even allowed to type it in, he demanded to know the password to my personal computer because he thinks I’m “ doing things I’m not supposed to do. ” My sister is not, and never has been, held to the same standard when it came to passwords on her own phone etc. But my parents always suspect me of being “up to something” and will randomly ask to use my computer/ know the password, and when I say no, they get mad at me. In the past, they have taken away my devices and looked through them, which cased me a lot of anxiety and is part of the reason I don’t like it when people use my computer or go through the camera roll on my phone. Even as I type this, I’m being asked what I’m doing. If you think parents demanding to know the passwords to their child’s personal devices is a breach of privacy please reblog