[ SECRET POST #4679 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #4679 ⌋

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Comments

Re: Vent thread

[(Anonymous)]

...I have so much to vent about, but no energy to do it. I have no energy for anything. And it gets worse and worse. Anyone who knows me and has any sense knows that I'd be healthier if I didn't have a job, but ever since I've had this job (which is probably the least stressful one possible), my parents, who don't really believe in mental health (I'm extremely lucky they pay for a therapist and meds), have been treating me almost like a human being. For the first time in my entire life. I can't give that up. I just can't. It's got to the point where I wish they would die so I could quit and be free, but I also still need them for so many things I can't do on my own, and...

I feel like it's only a matter of time before I have a total breakdown. But I've felt that way for 20 years and I've still kept plugging on. Because I have no choice. If I have a mental breakdown, my parents will get angry, and as stupid and silly and sick as that is, that seems to be stopping me. My fear of them knows surprisingly few bounds considering they've never laid a hand on me or forcibly isolated me or really done anything but yell at me and call me names and invalidate me and...well, they've never done anything to me.

Re: Vent thread

[(Anonymous)]

Yelling at you and calling you names and invalidating you counts as “something,” and that something is abusive. It’s good that they don’t hit you, or starve you, or isolate you, or deny you mental health care, but it’s not right that they make you feel like shit or as though you should be grateful that they’re not more abusive.

The minute you trot out “at least they don’t hit me,” whether they’re a romantic partner or family member or friend, you’re minimizing your own abuse. I’m sorry it’s happening to you; it shouldn’t happen to anyone.

Re: Vent thread

[(Anonymous)]

THIS

Re: Vent thread

[(Anonymous)]

I mean this in the kindest way, anon, but... your normal meter is broken. You say your parents have never DONE anything to you, but that's simply not true. They raised an incredibly anxious person who feels LUCKY that their parents are doing the bare minimum of care, i.e. paying for the treatment that you badly need to survive. They've made you so anxious and frightened of being sick and allowing yourself perfectly normal, reasonable human frailties that you're on the track to ruining your health so you won't disappoint them. They place a value on you that directly relates to your employment, as if you don't deserve to be loved and treated with respect regardless of whether or not you have a job. Their love is conditional, it comes with generous amounts of emotional abuse

THAT'S why your fear of them knows no bounds. You know that it doesn't take much for them to turn from barely loving, not-quite-adequate parents who support you into angry parents who might snatch away what little they've begrudgingly given you.

I'm very sorry. I hope things get better for you.