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Rosebolt
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They did. my parents, or, my dad and stepmom, and mostly just my stepmom.
I posted a diary thread yesterday about a marvelous family dinner at an amazing restorant. Yesterday evening, after some thinking, i came to the conclusion i had all the evidence i needed to fully authorise/authorize myself to stop giving a flying fresia about my parents.
So, this morning, i overslept, and my stepmom called me, to get me out of bed. I manage to not get late for work. Before i go i decided to thank her for waking me up, but instead of a no problem i get a speech about discipline. Alright, my parenting ways would be different. Let the kid fall and take responsibility for his actions, but okay, we are all different.
Then dinner today. My sister said she had a therapy session again after a couple of months. (therapist was sick or something like that) And then asked what the reason was that my parents (dad and stepmom) didn't want family therapy session anymore.
And then it started all over. "No <sisters name>, it's not our fault, you are the one who's at fault here, not us, there is no reason for us to go there anymore." My sister already knew enough, and tried to stop the conversation, but my stepmom just went on and on, and my dad too. All about how they're not at fault and that the therapy is for my sister because she's such a bad person.
Later, when all spiteful conversation aimed at my sister is done, they take their aim at me. "So <my name>, i heard you were sleeping late? Did you get to work on time?" "Yes i did." "Well, you have to do this and this because discipline because you fail because reasons."
There was alot of whining, but i don't really know how to translate it all, and i don't feel like it's that necessary either. Yesterday evening two things happened that gave me the permission i needed, these are:"
1. Trying their very best to make me into someone i am not, and failing to understand i have a will of my own.
2. When my stepmom was talking about what time it was in New York, i gave the correct answer about 7 times. This was ignored completely, and after my dad looked it up, she was convinced. She didn't acknowledge i was right all along either. Meaning that they don't appreciate my input, thinking, and just me being there.
These two things have happened alot more then just once, of course, but now i got solid evidence for myself.
I am thinking my stepmom is manipulating my dad, who also has no mind of his own anymore, so it seems. My dad is annoying for what he does, just like my stepmom, but i do care alot for him still. I feel he is just being played with.
Apart from venting this all, i want to ask, has there been any of you who have lived on the streets? What was the hardest part of that for you? I completely understand if you rather not answer that.
Thanks for reading.
I posted a diary thread yesterday about a marvelous family dinner at an amazing restorant. Yesterday evening, after some thinking, i came to the conclusion i had all the evidence i needed to fully authorise/authorize myself to stop giving a flying fresia about my parents.
So, this morning, i overslept, and my stepmom called me, to get me out of bed. I manage to not get late for work. Before i go i decided to thank her for waking me up, but instead of a no problem i get a speech about discipline. Alright, my parenting ways would be different. Let the kid fall and take responsibility for his actions, but okay, we are all different.
Then dinner today. My sister said she had a therapy session again after a couple of months. (therapist was sick or something like that) And then asked what the reason was that my parents (dad and stepmom) didn't want family therapy session anymore.
And then it started all over. "No <sisters name>, it's not our fault, you are the one who's at fault here, not us, there is no reason for us to go there anymore." My sister already knew enough, and tried to stop the conversation, but my stepmom just went on and on, and my dad too. All about how they're not at fault and that the therapy is for my sister because she's such a bad person.
Later, when all spiteful conversation aimed at my sister is done, they take their aim at me. "So <my name>, i heard you were sleeping late? Did you get to work on time?" "Yes i did." "Well, you have to do this and this because discipline because you fail because reasons."
There was alot of whining, but i don't really know how to translate it all, and i don't feel like it's that necessary either. Yesterday evening two things happened that gave me the permission i needed, these are:"
1. Trying their very best to make me into someone i am not, and failing to understand i have a will of my own.
2. When my stepmom was talking about what time it was in New York, i gave the correct answer about 7 times. This was ignored completely, and after my dad looked it up, she was convinced. She didn't acknowledge i was right all along either. Meaning that they don't appreciate my input, thinking, and just me being there.
These two things have happened alot more then just once, of course, but now i got solid evidence for myself.
I am thinking my stepmom is manipulating my dad, who also has no mind of his own anymore, so it seems. My dad is annoying for what he does, just like my stepmom, but i do care alot for him still. I feel he is just being played with.
Apart from venting this all, i want to ask, has there been any of you who have lived on the streets? What was the hardest part of that for you? I completely understand if you rather not answer that.
Thanks for reading.