#parental problems

[theconfusedleeofgay]

She took my binder confirmed! I was wearing my double sport bras and she asked(angrily) why I was still flattening my chest, in that "I took the thing away, how are you still doing it" kind of way. Also couldn't find my normal bra for like 2 days, so I think she took that too. She can "tell the difference" when in actuality one sport bra does nothing, two only flattens slightly, and a normal bra makes them bigger(cause of pads) so like... no you can't tell the difference? Also she threatened to go through all my things and pick out which ones she "approves" when she's been there when we got all of em(and I only every wear the sport bras, the normal bra and the binder that she took). So yaaayyy... fun... kill me now.

[rwby-confess]

Confession #1311

[kaimat0s7]

Well... I think I can use this place as a diary... so, I really wanted to vent somewhere all of a sudden, I think 90% of Tumblr is made up of foreigners, and I'm Brazilian. So maybe the translator's English is terrible! Haha But then... lately I've been going through some tough times at home, like... it seems like my parents hate me. Like... my dad picks on me about absolutely everything! The other day I went to ask him something But he wasn't that enthusiastic and he was very stupid, my mother was also extremely stupid with me just because I asked something like...damn, if you were going to treat your children like that, why did you Did you have sex without a condom? Like... wouldn't it be easier to just take care of yourself and not treat your child like trash?! It's not enough that you accept me for being trans, and now this...

[penfondeler]

✨Throwback to my first post 🗣

[thewormsarecoming]

I look to the stars,

Trying to find you among them,

Yet you are always absent,

Where is my guiding star?

A silent sky, 

Void of comfort or answers,

Where am I meant to go? 

Am I doing well?

But my questions go unanswered,

Pleas unheard,

Fallen on deaf ears,

For I have no guiding star.

[electric-entity]

Clarification:

Specifically for me, just because I identify as non-binary does not negate the fact that I appreciate being called girlypop, gurl, lady, queen, etc. it just means you get to call me king, handsome and/or dapper/foppish/a dandy chap as well.

P.S. calling me a "good girl" still gets me wet

[i-rain-today]

The easy child.

How nice it is to be the easy child.

Of course only as long as you stay easy.

You get good grades, you don't need a tutor. You just seem to understand school.

They can't know that you cry at your desk each evening. They can never know.

You help around the house without being specifically asked to.

You're scared to be yelled at like they do to your brother.

You always cry when they criticize how you do things, but they'll never know.

You walk silently, always feeling like you're standing on your tiptoes.

They scolded your brother because he was walking too loud before.

They don't know, can't know that every time they complain about you two being too loud you cry.

You walk around on eggshells, you do everything to please the people around you.

You cry at night, quietly. You try not to disturb or worry anyone.

At last you do something to set them off.

You were too loud, they yell. You yell back, why did you do that.

You're suddenly not easy anymore.

Now you're mentally ill, you need help. You cry because you can't seem to understand a topic at school. You cry at confrontation, you can't hear yelling anymore. You need help.

You don't know what you have done wrong. Now they're frustrated, angry and they yell. They keep yelling and you cry.

How nice it is to be the easy child.

Until you're not quite so easy anymore.

[starshades-grace]

i would be the kind of kinder to my daughter that my own mother could never be.