#blaming me

[maxiustaxius]

hey just a quick note abusive alcoholic parents deserve to rot and don't deserve kids.

[undergroundmotherroad-blog]

Married to a son of a bitch...

There are some husbands that are grateful for the things that their wives do. My husband is not one of those. He is the sort that comes home and bitches that his dinner is too hot, because he seems unaware that his alternative is to not have dinner…either hot or cold… waiting for him on the table. Continue reading Married to a son of a bitch…

Married to a son of a bitch...

[miranova23]

If you tell your child, right after they received death wishes from a recent ex-bf:

"Well what were YOU doing hanging around with people like that?"

-- don't be surprised when they cut family members out for overhearing, & then continuing to hear outright, death wishes for "people like" said child. & if you tell your child,

"YOU are responsible for how people treat you."

-- don't be surprised when they control how people treat them by doing the 1 thing they can control; removing themselves from the situation. & if you tell your child,

"Just ignore [the bullies]."

-- don't be surprised when they ignore the bullies, including family members. & if you tell your child,

"Depression is a CHOICE. You have to CHOOSE to be happy."

-- don't be surprised when they choose to medicate & treat their depression to the best of their ability, including choosing to avoid belligerent people & explosive situations, and choosing their happiness over whatever else you wanted.

Most of the "advice" my parents have ever given me is bullshit if taken the way they want it taken. But over the years, I've figured out how to do the right thing, while also keeping it within their terms.

Setting your own boundary, properly & effectively, really is the Achilles heel of all this bullshit -- no matter what other people think of you doing so.

[crunchywho-comix]

So my day started out shitty, and it appears that it will end on a shitty note as well. Well, that's just grand.

[rupatsuan]

Some time ago I wanted to cheer myself up and bought myself a Faber Castell set of four, beautiful, black artist pens (each with a different thickness for varied lines) to doodle traditionally. Treated them like a treasure, was reluctant to use them cause they so, so precious. Kept them on my desk, visibly, beautifully, in a little bucket.

My dad was making some renovations in one room, needed something to write with apparently

Came to my room, took one of my precious pens when I was at work (as fate would have it he chose the best one, the thinnest one) and used it to make some stupid markings on the tiles and floor panels to mark parts where to cut them, pressing very hard like it was a cheap marker

Broke the lead in the pen in half so it’s useless now.

Didn’t even bother to put it back to my bucket, threw it to a random drawer.

My artist pen. Expensive. Unused. Cherished. Broken.

On some fucking floor tiles.

[queer-asfuck]

fuck you maria ---

I love all my friends but I had one person that no matter what time or subject I could talk to them and get my shit out and they would be there. And because of that them not being able to keep their shit together is my fault. You know what? FUCK YOU. I may not always mean it but you didn't have to blame me and tell me that sharing my problems caused you to get depressed. That's your problem. You could have come to me and told me you needed support! I can't anymore. So fuck you.

[staindglasseyeandcolorfultears]

Every finger in the room was pointing at me.

[aquarinarian]

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