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The worst is when your father is an abusive piece of shit but he also had good taste in movies and music and taught you many things you’re grateful for and you know you’re better off for all these gifts but did he have to be such a self-absorbed tyrant?

openblogtomyabusivemother

It's not your job to keep their secrets!

Do you know why your parents freak out when you tell other people the truth about how they treat you? Because they know the way they treat you is wrong.

armouredpoet

“ The first day of kindergarten was troubling for me.

When others coloured inside or outside the lines, I refused to colour.

When others would count their age at the water fountain, I would count to 10.

When others shied away and didn’t want to talk to me, I talked to myself.

When others pledged their allegiance to a polyester flag made in china, I ran around the tables getting in trouble.

The second day, not as much.

I learned to colour, not because it was fun but because it was for a grade.

I learned to count my age, not because that was the time needed, but because it was for a grade.

I learned to keep my mouth shut and not to talk to myself, not because I wanted to, but because it was for a grade.

I learned to say words I didn’t understand, not because I understood and respected what it said, but because it was for a grade.

Over time I soon began to learn, that what mattered wasn’t me caring, but that I had learned.

I learned that to get attention from a mom and dad who seemed to look through me wasn’t through having fun, but showing them I got an a B, or a A, or a green smiley face that said hooray.

I learned that it didn’t matter if my conduct in class was excellent or satisfactory or below average, but the 100 i got on my test that showed I was above average.

I learned that it didn’t matter if you had an great excuse for not doing the work, like a lack of attention in art class, or a complete misunderstanding of long division.

I learned…. I’m not sure, I forget most of it now that I take time to reflect and look back on the time where I must have learned something, but did I really?…

And later I was showed that getting good grades wasn’t as easy as it had been in kinder.

When life gave me a screaming father who scared me half to death half the time, I still had to work.

When life gave me depression and insomnia I still had to work.

When life made me suicidal and self-abusive, I still had to work.

When life almost made my body quit on me, I still had to work.

Work, Work, Work… When I take time to think, to look back at the classes, I didn’t learn the material, I learned that I needed to work. I learned that to succeed and work was equal to getting attention. I didn’t learn the history of Neanderthals crossing over on Russia to get here; I learned that even if you’re hiding under your bed, curled up in a ball howling in pain and scared for your life, it’s still due the next day. ”

What I learned in school

croatsandbosniansandserbsohmy

When you find out your abusive dad is dying

bpd-entity

*represses emotions because I need to be A Good Borderline™ and keep my mouth shut*

gentlemanhoneyfarmer

shonensupreme

Apparently it’s national kissing day! You know what that means~

shonensupreme

It means you can all kiss my ass

field-commander-ora-deactivated

start of summer

end of summer

daloy-politsey-deactivated20171

Fun fact: There is no scarcity of food, water, or housing. It’s just distributed excessively to certain people.

watermelioness

I beg to differ but okay…

chillogicalparadox

Nah, it’s true. Just off some quick research, rich countries waste 222 million tons of food per year, which is nearly equal to the amount Sub-Saharan Africa produces in a year. (Source)

In 2009 everyday in the United States, leaking pipes lost an estimated 7 billion gallons of drinking water. (Source)

And in also in the United States, in February of last year, there were about 3.5 million homeless people, yet 18.6 million vacant homes. (Source)

yourbigsisnissi

You can “differ” all you want But facts are facts

shearans

my idol

barebackinq

*runs out of breath while eating*

deadinthedaisies

Y'all America is so weird today I had to remove any shirts that had alligators on them at work because of the kid that got eaten by one so the store literally banned alligator merch but ask people to do anything about guns after 49 get shot and killed and you’re a anti-American who hates the second amendment I mean our priorities are………….

callofthenerd

memeufacturing-deactivated20161

courtroom

judge: does the defendant have any special requests me: Death penalty judge: youre only charged with shoplifting,you only have to do a bit of community service me *leaning forward so my lips touch the mic*: Please murder me