lavender143once
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- Aug 6, 2023
- 26
TW:s3xual abus3
I don't think I would actually ever come to doing it but everyday I think of it.
Background: My mother, was brought to America at a young age. She and her family were abused physically and sexually by their own father. Very Obviously did this traumatize the whole family. Because of family values, it was a "mental health" doesn't exist kinda thing. Especially being FOB. Then she grew up to be super unstable, getting pregnant in 20s and become a narcissist like textbook narcissist.
Well with that small background, I am not that kid she gave birth to in her 20s. There were a few more than me. None of them are close relationship with our mom nor physically close, one of my siblings moved to the other side of the planet to get away from that woman. None of us siblings share the same dad either.
She disappeared from my life for a while having an affair, going to jail, and ignoring her children and spouse. She came back into my life at my young age (my mother is much older now,) and I was willing to give her a shot. She ended up making life hell and the little moments of happiness I got from her are over shadowed by emotional and physical abuse. Needless to say non of her baby daddy's and her are together.
Fast forward to this year; All my siblings warned me about moving in with her. I thought because she had a stroke she would be changed. (Stroke was from unhealthy eating and barely any sleep on her part. My dad and I speculate it's because she lied so much everyday, lived too many different lies, she stayed up all night with anxiety trying to wrap her brain around everything she said.)
No. She did not change. Every fucking day she bitches to me and my father about the 20,000 things that are upsetting her and always talks to you like you are the problem. Because she is a narcissist, she is always right she is always wrong. Everyone who meets her says she is so nice until they see the crazy in her slip.
I often wonder how great my life would be without her. She's a capitalist and always wants to spend money on things we don't need and spends like she has a job. She doesn't do much but upset everyone and slowly deteriorate as she gets older. Because she had a stroke, her cognitive functioning is getting significantly lower, and I'm having to take care of her. Old and senile is the best way to describe her.
I wish I could tell you guys I'm working on moving out but this house I'm living in is under my fathers name and the second name is mine. Although my parents don't love each other or sleep in the same bed, they are still married by law.
It feels like I can't fucking do anything other than suffer or fantasize about what could make my life easier.
I'm planning on ordering SN for myself but goodness how I would love to do something else with it.
I don't think I would actually ever come to doing it but everyday I think of it.
Background: My mother, was brought to America at a young age. She and her family were abused physically and sexually by their own father. Very Obviously did this traumatize the whole family. Because of family values, it was a "mental health" doesn't exist kinda thing. Especially being FOB. Then she grew up to be super unstable, getting pregnant in 20s and become a narcissist like textbook narcissist.
Well with that small background, I am not that kid she gave birth to in her 20s. There were a few more than me. None of them are close relationship with our mom nor physically close, one of my siblings moved to the other side of the planet to get away from that woman. None of us siblings share the same dad either.
She disappeared from my life for a while having an affair, going to jail, and ignoring her children and spouse. She came back into my life at my young age (my mother is much older now,) and I was willing to give her a shot. She ended up making life hell and the little moments of happiness I got from her are over shadowed by emotional and physical abuse. Needless to say non of her baby daddy's and her are together.
Fast forward to this year; All my siblings warned me about moving in with her. I thought because she had a stroke she would be changed. (Stroke was from unhealthy eating and barely any sleep on her part. My dad and I speculate it's because she lied so much everyday, lived too many different lies, she stayed up all night with anxiety trying to wrap her brain around everything she said.)
No. She did not change. Every fucking day she bitches to me and my father about the 20,000 things that are upsetting her and always talks to you like you are the problem. Because she is a narcissist, she is always right she is always wrong. Everyone who meets her says she is so nice until they see the crazy in her slip.
I often wonder how great my life would be without her. She's a capitalist and always wants to spend money on things we don't need and spends like she has a job. She doesn't do much but upset everyone and slowly deteriorate as she gets older. Because she had a stroke, her cognitive functioning is getting significantly lower, and I'm having to take care of her. Old and senile is the best way to describe her.
I wish I could tell you guys I'm working on moving out but this house I'm living in is under my fathers name and the second name is mine. Although my parents don't love each other or sleep in the same bed, they are still married by law.
It feels like I can't fucking do anything other than suffer or fantasize about what could make my life easier.
I'm planning on ordering SN for myself but goodness how I would love to do something else with it.