gardenofaphrodite
Can’t catch a break no matter what I do.
- Apr 12, 2023
- 142
I want to die, but I also don't. I just want to be in control of my death, I want to die early, not later in life- but at the same time I have this feeling of wanting to have a good life- like having kids, even though I don't want/scared of having kids. I'm terrified of becoming my mother, even without kids. She's awful, I don't want to be like her & I'm trying so hard not to- but I know I have anger issues & my depressive episodes are getting much longer & much much much harder to cope through. I haven't had a job for like 2 or 3 months, I feel useless. My siblings are constantly saying how they'll be independent, they'll never ask for help, etc etc. & it's really fueling the fire on how much I've failed. How much I keep continuing to fuck up & fail. I feel like I will never be who I wanna be, or do what I want to do- or ever be content. I feel like I can't be happy, I'm not allowed to be happy- I'm not allowed to have anything good happen. It always gets stripped away, & then I'm constantly reminded by people how much I fuck up, & how my family tells people how much I keep fucking up. It's like I'm already down & I'm tired of continuing to be kicked down. I'm tired of being who I am, I hate myself & I keep trying to fix myself, or find things I like about myself & I end up stuck on a cycle of self-loathing & typing out my thoughts.
It's like my whole family just doesn't see how badly I'm doing, I'm barely even trying to mask it anymore, & no one notices- but I've been threatened that if I try to ctb again & I survive, I will be kicked out, quote "you better not try that shit near my babies EVER again. If you feel like that fucking get over it"
& she wonders why I don't speak to her, why I ignore her, why I purposely, every chance I get, denounce all her little made up stories she makes in front of people, to embarrass her, because I'm over it. I'm tired of being nice & letting her walk all over me. I want to live to spite her, but on the other end I want die & leave all the information I have, to cause chaos, divorce, financial problems, debt, just so she can suffer the way she has made me suffer. Is it cruel? Absolutely. I feel nothing for her though. I feel empathy, I feel things for others, but not for her. I don't care how she was raised, I don't care about her trauma, work through it & stop taken it out on your fucking kids & making everyone walk on fucking egg shells constantly. Maybe stop making shit up to gain attention & pity because you're a raging narcissist who puts people down just to gain attention. Who flaunts & openly talks about their child's depression likes it's fucking highschool gossip.
I feel like if I wasn't hidden from my actual family, I would have had good opportunities, I would have been bilingual, I would have had a good education, I would've received better support, I would've had someone who loved me & did the treat me like shit or kick me down. I would have never ended up like this. It angers me so much I can't even explain it in words. I want to ctb so fucking bad because my life has been dealt really shitty fucking cards because my mother is a piece of shit cheating, lying, thief of a whore & I fucking hate her guts. If she passes away while I'm alive I think at the funeral I would let everyone know who she truly is, rather than who she pretends to be. I know I would be sad, I wish she would take accountability & get better but she chooses not to. I just wish she wasn't such a lying piece of shit. I fucking hate her. I want her to live a really long fucking time just so that when I fucking die, her world falls apart & she has to suffer.
I know I'm being incredibly harsh & hateful, but due to personal info I just won't share the real reasons why- but if you were in my shoes, I feel some of you would understand my immense hatred & frustration towards her & the life she took away from me.
It's like my whole family just doesn't see how badly I'm doing, I'm barely even trying to mask it anymore, & no one notices- but I've been threatened that if I try to ctb again & I survive, I will be kicked out, quote "you better not try that shit near my babies EVER again. If you feel like that fucking get over it"
& she wonders why I don't speak to her, why I ignore her, why I purposely, every chance I get, denounce all her little made up stories she makes in front of people, to embarrass her, because I'm over it. I'm tired of being nice & letting her walk all over me. I want to live to spite her, but on the other end I want die & leave all the information I have, to cause chaos, divorce, financial problems, debt, just so she can suffer the way she has made me suffer. Is it cruel? Absolutely. I feel nothing for her though. I feel empathy, I feel things for others, but not for her. I don't care how she was raised, I don't care about her trauma, work through it & stop taken it out on your fucking kids & making everyone walk on fucking egg shells constantly. Maybe stop making shit up to gain attention & pity because you're a raging narcissist who puts people down just to gain attention. Who flaunts & openly talks about their child's depression likes it's fucking highschool gossip.
I feel like if I wasn't hidden from my actual family, I would have had good opportunities, I would have been bilingual, I would have had a good education, I would've received better support, I would've had someone who loved me & did the treat me like shit or kick me down. I would have never ended up like this. It angers me so much I can't even explain it in words. I want to ctb so fucking bad because my life has been dealt really shitty fucking cards because my mother is a piece of shit cheating, lying, thief of a whore & I fucking hate her guts. If she passes away while I'm alive I think at the funeral I would let everyone know who she truly is, rather than who she pretends to be. I know I would be sad, I wish she would take accountability & get better but she chooses not to. I just wish she wasn't such a lying piece of shit. I fucking hate her. I want her to live a really long fucking time just so that when I fucking die, her world falls apart & she has to suffer.
I know I'm being incredibly harsh & hateful, but due to personal info I just won't share the real reasons why- but if you were in my shoes, I feel some of you would understand my immense hatred & frustration towards her & the life she took away from me.
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