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- Jul 10, 2023
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I grew up in a rich and privileged family, traveling quite often and being able to experience those things that richer people would generally have. Despite this, I still didn't enjoy my life. Their abuse destroyed me, causing me to have the urge to ctb and since they know about this, they call me selfish for feeling the way I do.
I have mentioned my circumstances many times on SS but here they are for anyone who doesn't know:
My parents pulled me out of school along with my siblings when we were 8 years old. He planned to homeschool us due to the fact that my father once was among the best in the country, he graduated from the best university and was proud of himself, planning to make us the same. He didn't trust the current education system to do what he planned to do for us.
Since he was one of the best, he assumed we would be able to be the same so he decided to teach us things that were high above our level, things that we weren't supposed to be learning at the time since the normal time to study them wouldn't have been until many years later. Of course, we made lots of mistakes while studying these things which were far above our level at the time, which made him very angry due to his irascibility, even the smallest mistake would make him extremely angry and because of this, he'd punish us.
I think, he wanted to be "nice" so after some observations he came to the conclusion that I was the least sensitive among my siblings and therefore directed all of his serious physical and mental abuse towards me, obviously something that degraded my mental health over the years. I have tirelessly tried for a long time to salvage my previous self, the one that hadn't been completely destroyed by his abuse but it was to no avail. My ambitiousness and motivation to improve myself quickly drained away, they became out of my reach so I just quit trying to fix myself.
Now I am here, completely worthless. Spending my days in bed, with chronic back pain because of his abuse, unable to eat and do many basic tasks due to crippling stress due to my despondence and fear of losing my best friend and still, to this day, receiving constant insults from my father and now my siblings for the way I am, even though what happened to me was completely out of my control. They blame this all on me. My siblings refuse to acknowledge what happened to me, despite them seeing it with their own eyes.
My suicidal tendencies stem from this abuse, it all happened so quickly, I started considering suicide at 8 years old when I first started to get abused. It has been a decade now with no change, maybe only change for the worse. Those around me insist that I persist for their sake, because of their selfishness and to preserve their ego. They completely deny the truthfulness of the fact that my life has lost all meaning because of the cruelty I had to endure. They criticize me, telling me I'm selfish for feeling the way I do and deeming my constant suffering invalid, dismissing the depth of it all.
What do I do? Am I really selfish?
I have mentioned my circumstances many times on SS but here they are for anyone who doesn't know:
My parents pulled me out of school along with my siblings when we were 8 years old. He planned to homeschool us due to the fact that my father once was among the best in the country, he graduated from the best university and was proud of himself, planning to make us the same. He didn't trust the current education system to do what he planned to do for us.
Since he was one of the best, he assumed we would be able to be the same so he decided to teach us things that were high above our level, things that we weren't supposed to be learning at the time since the normal time to study them wouldn't have been until many years later. Of course, we made lots of mistakes while studying these things which were far above our level at the time, which made him very angry due to his irascibility, even the smallest mistake would make him extremely angry and because of this, he'd punish us.
I think, he wanted to be "nice" so after some observations he came to the conclusion that I was the least sensitive among my siblings and therefore directed all of his serious physical and mental abuse towards me, obviously something that degraded my mental health over the years. I have tirelessly tried for a long time to salvage my previous self, the one that hadn't been completely destroyed by his abuse but it was to no avail. My ambitiousness and motivation to improve myself quickly drained away, they became out of my reach so I just quit trying to fix myself.
Now I am here, completely worthless. Spending my days in bed, with chronic back pain because of his abuse, unable to eat and do many basic tasks due to crippling stress due to my despondence and fear of losing my best friend and still, to this day, receiving constant insults from my father and now my siblings for the way I am, even though what happened to me was completely out of my control. They blame this all on me. My siblings refuse to acknowledge what happened to me, despite them seeing it with their own eyes.
My suicidal tendencies stem from this abuse, it all happened so quickly, I started considering suicide at 8 years old when I first started to get abused. It has been a decade now with no change, maybe only change for the worse. Those around me insist that I persist for their sake, because of their selfishness and to preserve their ego. They completely deny the truthfulness of the fact that my life has lost all meaning because of the cruelty I had to endure. They criticize me, telling me I'm selfish for feeling the way I do and deeming my constant suffering invalid, dismissing the depth of it all.
What do I do? Am I really selfish?