i heard this dialogue in a movie that in Solomon Islands when the villagers wish to cut down a tree but it seems too big to be chopped off, they circle it and curse at it, and in a few days the tree whiters down and dies on its own.
i think parents don’t actually know that they are doing this, well at least mine don’t because they do it every day and tbh more like every hour. when I say it to their faces that I wish to do nothing else but die they start to fucking scream at me that I don’t know what death is. fucking bullshit. my family is of people who don’t listen to understand, they listen to reply and then they fucking ask me why do i not share my problems with them. BECAUSE YOU DON’T FUCKING LISTEN OR EVEN TRY TO UNDERSTAND YOU EVER THINK BOUT THAT?! i cry my eyes out in front of them and they fucking ignore it. they have ignored every single one of my cries for help and in turn scolded me for feeling like this. I’m sorry but feeling like this isn’t my choice but ignoring it and not wanting to understand is yours and you’ve made it
i don’t really have anyone i can rant to or tell this to so this place is it for me.
i wish i could see a therapist and finally get the help I’ve been asking for since god knows when
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excellent metaphor. I’m sorry your family sucks.
That’s rough. Family never usually understands depression or mental health related struggles. They might mean well but that intention gets wrecked by their words.