Just heard my brother tell his therapist that his most of his friends suck because they have boundraies and cited the most toxic relationship (on both ends) he ever had as being a good friendship someone please kill me
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Just heard my brother tell his therapist that his most of his friends suck because they have boundraies and cited the most toxic relationship (on both ends) he ever had as being a good friendship someone please kill me
You guys told me I'm ruining the family with my mental health issues. The effect of my mental health dictating my every behavior, making me act the way I truly felt at home. The effects of your abuse so visible to the eye. And you guys deny it. Say I'm a totally different person, that I'm not like this, that you don't understand what is wrong with me. Perhaps some self reflection could fucking help don't you think?
So... I’m basically being forced into visiting my hometown to see my parents soon. Problem is my toxic, meth-addict sister who I moved out to get away from still lives with them and we don’t get along (because she hates me due to delusions based on psychosis from the meth - like thinking I’m hacking her computer etc). Do I... suck it up and stay at home, or make plans to stay with my grandpa instead? On one hand I don’t want to offend my parents, on the other I feel like staying elsewhere will help me feel like I’m not stuck around her or being forced to deal with her as that’ll send my mental health straight to shit. He only lives down the street from my parents so it’s not like I’ll be FAR away, but at least I’ll have a separate space y’know?
Today on I don’t think my mom’s/brother’s behavior is healthy
So this actually happened a couple of days ago, but whatever. I had just walked into my greek house when I saw my friend (let’s call her K). She looked upset (to me, anyway). Keep in mind, she’s a very caring person, has never yelled at me in any way, and has always made me feel welcome and appreciated. When I saw her face alarm bells immediately went off. All I could think was, oh fuck, she’s mad, I better not say anything to her or else she’ll yell at me (this is common behavior for both my mom and younger brother).
So I just sat there, doing my hw. But then my dog decided to cause some trouble. See, someone had strung up some lights in the sitting room, and they were right near a poster than was still drying and that had lots of glitter on it. My dog, who I had brought with me to the house, got excited about the other dog in the room and her tail knocked over the lights, which smudged some of the glitter on the poster (which my friend K had made). Once again, I waited to be yelled at (again, a common behavior of my mom’s/brother’s).
I was frozen for a moment, because usually (especially in my brother’s case), if someone goes wrong, it’s better to keep your mouth shut than ask him if you can help him. But K didn’t yell, so I quietly offered to help her clean up the glitter that had gotten on the lights. She said she was good, she said she wasn’t mad, and she didn’t yell at me. I was so confused.
And this was yet another moment when I realized how toxic (abusive?) my mom and younger brother’s behaviors are. It’s not normal to expect your friend to yell at you for talking to them just because they’re in a bad mood. It’s not normal to expect your friend to yell at you (and maybe even curse at you) for making a small mistake and preferring to stay silent so they don’t direct their anger of the situation at you.
But that’s what my mom and younger brother have done to me
It keeps happening. The same fucking argument. About the same fucking thing and nothing changes for shit. This whole cycle so fucking tiresome I want to beat it out of its shape so much it hurts. The amount of control I have....it's fucking phenomenal. It amazes me even that I manage to still rein myself in. And too often I question why tf do I do it? Why? Why can't I just explode and really ruin everything like they say I do when I'm more docile and depressed? I wonder what they'll say if they see my anger. What would I seem like to them then? It's kind of amusing to think about. And so so so tempting.
Anytime I have a memory come up about my sister or my parents hurting me, I feel guilty for feeling bad abt it because their behavior improved. But then I get thinking that because of that, I hold back a lot and trust them (and other ppl) less with my emotions. And so many things have been shoved under the carpet...I'm just sort of waiting for that next moment they disappoint me. Of course things have been pretty dandy these last several months... and my health as improved. But I'm still waiting for the next fuck up. I can't help it
imagine thinking i’ve had such a soft, cushy life and have never been through real struggle in comparison to you when we literally grew up in the exact same shitty situation with the exact same shitty parents and you yourself caused me even more trauma in our adulthood.... true, we may have experienced different things to some extent but you have no right to compare your life to mine because honestly you have no fucking idea about half the shit I’ve been through and even though I literally despise you I’m still not going to sit here and say my life was worse than yours because, at the end of the day, I don’t know half of the things you’ve been through either :)