so over the past few months i’ve been extremely tired and had an extreme lack of motivation to do anything in life. my mother thinks im smoking marijuana. she is clearly clueless. anyone else have equally clueless parents?
My mother physically abuses me everyday. She constantly tells me that i’m worthless and i’m going to grow up to be a nobody (hence my name). She restricts me to what comforts me (she has no idea of my depression) so she takes away something essential to me; she doesn’t know how much my life is at risk because of all those contributions. I hate ignorant people because they make me worse, yet I am the one to blame… Don’t worry, you’re definately NOT alone in this situation.
That is not fair to you at all but remember you are definitly not nobody, you are a somebody. Is there anyone you can talk to about the abuse to make it stop? She has no idea about my depression either but she is only home like 2 nights a week so why would she. She acts concerned or as if she cares, but really jumping to conclusions that i am doing drugs, very unexpected. If she only asked whats wrong with me, Instead of why have you been making all these stupid decisions and making me feel worse. My older sisters always make me feel bad when i get upset or overly emotional so I have resorted to holding in my emotions, clearly theyre not acceptable in my family. That’s why I am scared of telling my mother about my depression and negative thoughts.
I can relate my mother is completely cluelss. at one point counselors even told her that that I was not in a god place and my be resorting to unhealthy things… she refused to believe it and is in complete denial… with my sisters I have 3 older ones and the second anyone shares a feeling or let’s an emotion out they get made fun of… I have learned to hold my emotions in sense elemetry school im not sure I can show them even if I try now. tbh I would not actually tell your family about the depression and the negative thoughts but I would Seek help still if ur in highschool the social workers are really nice and they have helped me a lot! I hope you find a way to express yourself soon
Any negativity anyone (parents, friends, co-workers) projects on to you is only a reflection of them and their issues…no exceptions. Your behaviour does not decide someone else happiness, they decide. Really, it’s not our business what others think of us as it isn’t a true reflection of us anyway…especially if it’s negative. So why do we care? The only opinion and thoughts that matter are your own about you. Cheers!
Do you really think others reflections of us aren’t true? I would believe they’re pretty significant. I mean other ppl influence us and our actions are sometimes brought upon by others not at our free will because they’re an expectation. I think how people view us is usually how we act if it is positive and how we rebel against if it’s negative
My mother dosnt know im depressed, or anything, which is suprising considering how much she likes to intefere with my life in as many ways as possible, as far as im concerned cluless parents are the best parents, just wish mine didnt give a shit bout the rest of my life tbh
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My mother physically abuses me everyday. She constantly tells me that i’m worthless and i’m going to grow up to be a nobody (hence my name). She restricts me to what comforts me (she has no idea of my depression) so she takes away something essential to me; she doesn’t know how much my life is at risk because of all those contributions. I hate ignorant people because they make me worse, yet I am the one to blame… Don’t worry, you’re definately NOT alone in this situation.
That is not fair to you at all but remember you are definitly not nobody, you are a somebody. Is there anyone you can talk to about the abuse to make it stop? She has no idea about my depression either but she is only home like 2 nights a week so why would she. She acts concerned or as if she cares, but really jumping to conclusions that i am doing drugs, very unexpected. If she only asked whats wrong with me, Instead of why have you been making all these stupid decisions and making me feel worse. My older sisters always make me feel bad when i get upset or overly emotional so I have resorted to holding in my emotions, clearly theyre not acceptable in my family. That’s why I am scared of telling my mother about my depression and negative thoughts.
I can relate my mother is completely cluelss. at one point counselors even told her that that I was not in a god place and my be resorting to unhealthy things… she refused to believe it and is in complete denial… with my sisters I have 3 older ones and the second anyone shares a feeling or let’s an emotion out they get made fun of… I have learned to hold my emotions in sense elemetry school im not sure I can show them even if I try now. tbh I would not actually tell your family about the depression and the negative thoughts but I would Seek help still if ur in highschool the social workers are really nice and they have helped me a lot! I hope you find a way to express yourself soon
Any negativity anyone (parents, friends, co-workers) projects on to you is only a reflection of them and their issues…no exceptions. Your behaviour does not decide someone else happiness, they decide. Really, it’s not our business what others think of us as it isn’t a true reflection of us anyway…especially if it’s negative. So why do we care? The only opinion and thoughts that matter are your own about you. Cheers!
Do you really think others reflections of us aren’t true? I would believe they’re pretty significant. I mean other ppl influence us and our actions are sometimes brought upon by others not at our free will because they’re an expectation. I think how people view us is usually how we act if it is positive and how we rebel against if it’s negative
My mother dosnt know im depressed, or anything, which is suprising considering how much she likes to intefere with my life in as many ways as possible, as far as im concerned cluless parents are the best parents, just wish mine didnt give a shit bout the rest of my life tbh