Venting personal venting thread

[strawberrydino]

im sick. i dont want to shower. i m prrtty sure its a porn addiction. i should get a diararu.

 

[strawberrydino]

my favourite fantasy is about killing myself but i fail. and then im surrounded by everyone and they are like we didnt know you were so depressed. my parents agree i did need therapy the whole time and really push me into it. i dont feel stupid telling my therapist about my problems because they were real. i get antidepressants or something and their cheap and they fix me. i dont feel depressed anymore. but no feels bad about things yk. my parents dont feel guilty my friends dont feel guilty they know its not their fault. im no longer sad and i feel better and i dont cry all the time.

 

[strawberrydino]

my brother in christ why is an outing to the movies causing a argument between my parents.

be me. have parents(woo). dad suggests going to spiderman movie over labor day weekend. (cool)!

insists we need to leave at 12:00 movie is at 1:00, theatre is a 15 min drive. insists it will take over 20 min to find parking(it takes 5min).

it is 12:40 we arrive after some hiccups. we park. my dad says offhandedly that mom didnt park front enough. mom reparks my dad stands outside shouting directions(mom cant hear inside car). dad gets annoyed and stomps off.

elevator is broken, double annoying.

brother is hungry(bc no one wants to eat dads cooking). mom buys him sandwhich takes 10 min. mom says shes going to get him a sandwhich. dad doesnt bear bc again hes stomped off ahead already entering kovie theatre.

dad texts hes going in without us. i text back its a group ticket if he scans it the rest of us cant get in.

dad comes out of theatre after realizing after 5 min the rest of his family is gone. im sitting outside and tell him the sandwhich thing. he goes to bathroom.

mom and brother return with sandwhich. dad returns and starts argueing with mom why did u run off without saying anything. mom says shes said it and clearly i heard it. why cant you just look back once in a while. dad replies so your blaming me that i didnt hear you, thats your fault. mom says it isnt look at me i heard. dad stomps off inside theatre. we wait for brother to finish sandwhich. we walk in theatre dad is brooding in corner.

finally make it to seats. dads being a bitch.

tldr bruh
be me.

go to therapy. mom asks when ill be done with therapy.

"quit" therapy as you r moving to dorm for college.

tells mom

says shes glad it was a phase. and im done cutting because im an adult and as an adult i shouldnt do those things(i mean right you should never be sh but like). tells me i never needed therapy and that just deal with like normal people.(have you seen dad bruh).

tldr weird vibes