I go up north to visit my dad and stepmom for 4 days. God knows if I can make it that long. Dads a drunk and shes abusive. Why am I going? God knows the answer to that, too. Maybe its because it would be way worse if I tried to avoid seeing them. They would go into that “you hate us” shit. Also, she’s ALWAYS right. She never says or does ONE THING WRONG. Nothing. I’m the liar. I’m the mean one.
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Stop seeing your parents. Seeing them and being miserable is not the worst part. The worst part is that their presence revitalizes the inner critic. Unplug. Block them. Change your number. Move on.
Then maybe you can get on with the business of having their doppelgangers excised from your psyche.
They had your entire childhood to fuck you up. You are an adult. You get to choose who and what fucks you up now! 😉 Don’t be a victim and stay in an abusive relationship.
I give you permission to stop subjecting yourself to abuse.
I give you the right to not answer the phone or e-mails.
If you still decide to go, I give you the right to walk out without an explanation.
I give you the right to take those four days and use them to be kind to yourself, whatever that looks like. Take care of yourself.