I’m sorry but I need to let this out before I go.
I can’t live like this anymore. I can’t live trapped in my own brain. I can’t break out and just be myself. I hate waking up hating myself for being this loser. I hate that I can’t be like everyone else. I can’t really talk, I can’t join in, I can’t have fun. I’ve talked some but it’s still always censored and reserved. It’s not the real me. It’s the quiet conservative personality I learned in order to make it through my childhood. I hate myself for still being like this. No one has ever met the real me. No one ever will. Even if I stayed, I’m too fucking broken to be fixed. On top of that everything I try to do to get my life back on track keeps falling apart in my hands. It’s hopeless, and this just fucking hurts too much.
Dear fake ass christian parents. It wasn’t demons. It wasn’t the devil. It wasn’t bad genes. It was you. You fucked up this family. You’re the reason all that bad shit happened. You brought your angry narcissistic crap into this family and screwed it up. You aren’t special. You don’t get special rights and privileges. Fuck both of you.
I’m sorry, I don’t want to hurt anyone or anything like that, but I have to. I’m not strong enough and I can’t handle feeling like this anymore. Thank you to everyone who was nice to me and to everyone who tried to help me. I really appreciate it. Goodbye.
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5 comments
You sound like me.
Aw, hang in there if you can…
I feel much the same way. I wish you good luck in whatever you do…
I can relate to you. Especially about the “christian” parents. Good grief.
i fucking get it
yeah I hear you man. my parents talking all this bullfuckingshit about being catholics – and good ones at that. never tell anyone how you feel.
keep it inside.
be successful
never complain
all the while my mom was sucking down narcotics and tranqs – and had a severe reaction to alcohol – her only love. alcohol and drugs. screaming at me in the corner of the kitchen night after night. as a little kid. me picking her up off the toilet for my dad when she was mixing and half comatose.
and now. now?
now I am crap to them because i divorce and cant find work and lost my house.
i am the one they dont want coming home to ruin their socialite existence. and my C*** sister makes sure she stays on top of influencing my parents to keep the the fuck away.
i get it. i totally get it. i hate my family