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If we can’t joke around & roast each other then we can’t date
I think I'm falling for you😳
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Your mixed feelings about your parents are valid.
Shout out to people like me who have parents who are loving but are black holes of emotional labor… It took me a long time to realize that it’s okay to have mixed feelings about your parents, about your relationship with them.
Sometimes parents can love you but be somewhat toxic to you and your growth, and that’s a very hard realization to come to if you, like me, grew up extremely close to them.
Sometimes parents can love you genuinely but lack emotional maturity, forcing you to perform disproportionate amounts of emotional labor. Some parents manifest symptoms of their mental illness in ways that are toxic to your mental illness.
Some parents, like mine, try so hard to be good parents but fall back on habits of emotional manipulation because they haven’t processed their own traumas and are modeling behavior they grew up with. That doesn’t make their behavior acceptable, and it’s okay to feel exhausted and hurt when they betray you. You don’t have to forgive every mistake.
I want you to know that it’s okay to protect yourself, to need some space apart from them. The love you have for your parents is still valid, and you are making the right decision.
Placing a safe emotional distance between myself and my parents has been one of the most difficult, heartbreaking processes I’ve ever gone through… it hurts to try to curb the strength of your own natural empathy around people you love. It feels disingenuous to your heart’s natural state.
But I promise you, you are not hard-hearted or ungrateful, and you are not abandoning them. You are making a decision about your own emotional, mental, and spiritual health.
I know what it’s like in that confusing grey area of love mixed with guilt and anxiety, of exhaustion and quasi-manipulation and unreciprocated emotional labor, and I promise you, you are not alone.
Your mixed feelings about your parents are valid.
do you ever have a conversation and think “I am not heterosexual enough for this”
i dont have a favorite music genre. i just like songs that sound good. i have no specific taste,, if it slaps it slaps.
Ok but being in bed just feels SO GOOD
If my future s/o doesn’t stare at me like I’m their whole world while I stand like a crackhead in the candle section of target smelling every single candle before buying one then whats the point
My mom does this and my dad always watches her. She thinks he’s not paying attention, but last year he remembered the ones she liked and used that knowledge to get her a custom scented candle for their anniversary. He had it named “Target Sniffs”.
this is the cutest addition to this post I could have ever asked for
No offence but straddling someone is one of the hottest things to exist
a fun and interesting fact about me is that im a fucking idiot
All of you straight people asking how you can support gays this pride month smh like the answer is so easy.. whenever you see a gay person you have to give them all your fucking weed
“do your parents know?”
bitch, the only thing my parents know about me is just enough to identify me on a morgue table.
I can turn my sadness into a joke, so don’t worry about me.
That shit lowkey hurt my heart now i gotta act like idc
do you ever get in those moods where you don’t know how to feel and everything kinda feels mixed up and you’re just sitting there alone in your room trying to figure out what the fuck is wrong with you
me: i wanna swim in a natural pond or lake, i want to walk in and see the moss and the trees and the little fish and just be one with nature
also me: hUHEDN SomNETH sloPRY TOUHCY MEy LEG
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