your round cheeks, a smile all baby teeth before you wore glasses, you looked just like me you spoke in little whispers, so gentle and sweet i taught you letters, excited for you to read
i cannot forget how little you were, so small but you grew so fast and you got tall enough for rollercoasters and water slides old enough for movies and motorcycle rides
old enough to be beat till you sobbed for mercy older and wronged, shivering in fury older still and afraid, running faster than tears this is how i began to fear it still haunts me after all these years
so i shush you when you cry so i threaten when you fight so i stayed awake at night so i learned how we survive
hush little baby, don’t say a word mama might come, but i got here first i know you’re scared, i know it hurts but if she comes, it will hurt worse
i age too fast, but still too slow to keep you safe from every blow i failed so i pray you hold your own
but when i beg forgiveness, you say what for you only know peacetime, never war i think i’m glad you don’t remember all
the bloodshed and the slaughter let it die with the eldest daughter
last update: 19th August 2024
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I hate anyone touching me, but I’m perfectly fine touching certain people. I think it’s both adhd and chlidhood isssues :P
Next up on is it ADHD or a bad childhood: i hate touching people but desperately want to be held by someone!
This. But whenever I see it or experience it, you're damned if you do, damned if you don't. Either way, they treat you like another cog in the machine and you're going to be used as an example to keep the wheels turning.
If you leave and try to break the cycle... "Well look at him. There's a reason we don't talk to him much..." You'll be shamed and possibly humiliated.
If you stay and just do as you're told, you're still being abused, but like op said, you're used as an example to keep abusing others
I also forgot that if you cater to abusive family for the rest of your life they will also use you as an “example” for other children, to abuse and shame them into doing as they want… Its like “hey, That relative did it all and managed to do it all, then YOU must do that too.”
Its also kinda weird I guess. To your face they always only say how bad you are and how much you disappoint them, yet at the same time they will compare other relatives to you specifically to make them feel bad and like a disappointment. I will never understand that part of family life.
It is your responsibility to heal, but you know what? That wasn’t fair. And I want to acknowledge that.
You don’t deserve to have to heal from the things others did to you. You didn’t deserve what happened.
While you do have to do the work to heal, it’s okay to be angry that you have to in the first place. And it’s easy to get stuck on the fact that you shouldn’t have to. And I get that. But please don’t give up. You should heal because you deserve to be the healed you. It’s not fair you have to do it, but you deserve to heal.
It's unfortunate how often the solution to a problem is just talking to people. You'd think it could be something easier like making a comprehensive chart or list, or reading everything you can find on the subject, but no, so often you can do all that and you still have to talk to people.
My mom literally tried to say she knew about the neurodivergencies, but they “Didn’t matter because they didn’t affect your academics” even though i constantly got spanked for bad grades. You would think I would learn my lesson the first ten times. She didn’t know about the possible adhd and autism anyway. No one was allowed to make implications about her “gifted” children.
Welcome, esteemed guests! Tonight's mental shit show will feature stories such as:
"I've Convinced Myself That All of my Co-workers Hate my Guts and Want me Gone! Do They have a Reason? Probably! But it Wouldn't Matter if They Didn't!"
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Followed by: "I'm Trying to Keep Myself From Soiling my Pants and Keep Them From Falling"
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At first, I couldn’t relate to all the other people with gifted burnout when they talked about perfectionism. My academic perfectionism had died already...but then I started working and good freaking grief. It happened. I made my first mistake on the first day and almost cried. It was something so small that I couldn’t have known better because I’d never worked retail, but it messed me up. Then, I made more mistakes and felt even worse. I might quit soon