Post by wanderer on Nov 6, 2013 16:25:23 GMT
it's important to never stop believing in yourself
No matter how crappy the day is, somebody on the planet has a way poopier day than I. So it can't be as bad as I thought. Some days I will admit were Blacker than black....but....gut through it.
Made it through some of the craziest A$$ bs I never knew could happen. And others, have had far worse. So, it's relative.
How are things going for you on the home front?
Lol...do u ever wonder how exactly you dealt with so much bullshit but then somehow managed to get out alive and broken, though somehow still alive?
I will be honest. I feel that things got worse. I lost my bed a while back (lied to my parents about my credit card and I get the lying and I apologized to my mom for it..but then to take my bed away just because I hurt my mom...legit I think it just went over the top to be honest) so now I sleep on an foldable couch...
I feel like everything is crashing down. I feel like I'm losing myself. I have been reading a book about emotional fitness and I came to a part about helplessness. I literally burst to be honest. I was helpless and I couldn't protect myself from my parents attacks. Even worse during the time that I was listening to a track that helped me to access unconscious feelings, I cried so hard knowing that my parents abandoned me. My mom didn't protect me and leave my dad for mine and my brother's protection and my dad for always attacking me instead of letting me love him. I wanted nothing more than to love my dad....and he didn't love me. Both my parents chose power over love and it hurt....it hurts so much to know that they hurt me exactly the same way their parents hurt them...
I'm still honestly so confused about even moving out. Every day just living at my house, it literally just feels like a battleground. My dad (if I run into him) doesn't scare me anymore (courtesy of the tracks I listen to that helped me to access my unconscious feelings) but he gives me a dark look as if to say I hate you and I wish you were out. I'm polite to him but honestly it kills sometimes to see this look but so be it I guess..
I feel like the stress of having to live withparents who honestly could care less about me hurts and is affecting me a lot. I'm at the point where im behind in homework. I think because of the helplessness, I don't do it since I think hey nothing will be good enough. So why bother trying? It made sense finally why I procrastinate...
My mom even saw one of my tests for one of my subjects and said its a bad mark and I have to do better. It was like a 76 for crying out loud. I passed and I'm happy. But why the fuck does she always have to do this? It's as if she lives on bringing me down...I felt so terrible afterward...
Even with my youngest brother. Yesterday he brought home a test that he failed and at some point my mom said oh its ok if you will repeat grade three two times (he's currently in grade three) and I asked her why do u have such little faith in him? He will make it I'm sure of it...
It honestly hurts to continue living with parents who chose power over loving their kids and two that they still continue to do this. They won't stop and part of me keeps hoping they will. But they won't...
I feel like I'm being emotionally broken down slowly in pieces just by continuingtto live with the same people who hurt me....I keep wondering how am I surviving? I keep thinking god is keeping me alive somehow. Since honestly otherwise I don't know how I'm surviving at all...
It's times like this where I miss outofthefog since usually I'd go on it and rant about it. But it's gone and sometimes I feel alone when I feel like this..or if the world is like crashing down on me...
But I know its ruined for good. It's done....it's not the same as it once was...
How about you? How are things with you solarflare?
It's good to hear from you