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Tips For Surviving An Abusive Situation (or a very strict household)
Just a reminder: If you are in a physically or emotionally abusive situation CALL THE POLICE, AN ABUSE HOTLINE, FRIENDS, FAMILY, A COUNSELLER, ANYBODY, IMMEDIATELY. ABUSE CAN ESCALATE VERY QUICK.
Plain, whole-wheat noodles are super easy and quick to prepare in a microwave, a lot healthier than canned ravioli, and you can top them with cheese, tomato sauce, butter and pepper, it never gets old. Also, use a wooden or plastic spoon to eat. It's quieter.
Also, rice. Add-ins include soy sauce, scrambled eggs, peas and carrots, beef, etc.
Keep an old rucksack/backpack under your bed containing a change of clothes, loose change (see below), a knife for protection, granola bars/candy/bear paws, personal documents and a map. If you ever need to "Bug out", just grab the backpack and get as fast as you can to a friend's house, police station or even just a resturaunt if you just need to call someone.
Keep an envelope, whenever you find some loose change, put it in your envelope. Label it "Laundry tokens". Hide it well.
Keep a journal. Not only does this help keep you sane, you need to document EVERYTHING that your abuser does to you. Abusers (or strict parents) have a way of making you think like that never happened, or that you're crazy.
Don't kill yourself. Why? because if you die, your abusers ducking win. Don't let them win, bud.
If your parents are not dangerous, just extremely narcissistic and manipulative, go to a community college abroad. I would choose Wyoming or California because they're cheaper to live in. I'll make another post about college tips soon.
Get a dog or cat if you can afford it, and love it like hell. It will keep you warm and happy and loved, and most will defend you from being beaten. Just make sure they don't get hurt!
Once again, if you are being physically hurt or driven to the point of suicide or self-harm, contact ANYONE, IMMEDIATELY!
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devilwomancrybby · 5 months
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where is my mother?
i miss her
i’m not sure if she ever existed
but i miss when my mind was too diluted to see reality
i wish i could live in ignorance for different things in life
but it’s not so easy to be knowledgeable and unknowing at the same time
and once you know, you can’t un-know
now i know it was fractions of time i miss with her
a perception of what i needed to feel safe
i just didn’t know better
as i got older it didn’t get worse
i just grew to see how skewed she is in herself
a part of me still wants to help her
although i can’t help someone who doesn’t see they are in danger
or that they are dangerous themselves
and no people are not perfect
but i feel far too lonely while she is still living
i speak of anything other than how i truly feel
because my words create chaos
they come out my mouth shaking, terrified to wake the beast
but the beast always wakes up
it’s a fight i never wanted and i can never win
so i give up
i chose myself to love
i rather feel this emptiness as it is
then to have my heart grow with hatred
at least in saddness
i can wipe my own tears
i can lean on my own shoulder
so i don’t need her
and i don’t want her
but i’m a liar
because i do want her
and i do need her
yet she never existed
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roylbluud · 1 year
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ABUSE
She was brave. She wore her mothers blood, she wore baggy clothes and tattered shoes. She wore black circles around her eyes. She wore staying up late, plotting revenge. She wore bad grades and phone calls home. She wore her fathers abuse well. As though it was tailored.
As though wind was dust and dust was wind, she didn’t know the difference between a happy home and a broken one. She wore that well. 
Angry, was no word to describe the demeanor of her father. Monster. His words were blades of glass, hands were all the demons he had been fighting. Who is he?
Calm, funny, hard working, clean freak, good cook, nurturing, her mother. 
She wore the abuse so well, that she’d find fun in the midst of her parents being so crack high they were unaware of the damage, the carnage they’d create in her.
She wore the abuse well. Still does.
Who is she? 
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moonsporemoth · 2 years
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Mini Vent Post ⚠Look at tags⚠
Hey quick advice to any parents ever: Don’t yell at you kids for wanting to eat something. Even if it is late to eat, just calmly tell them. This goes for anything. It makes them feel small and helpless when you get in their face and scream. And please don’t get angrier at your kid for staring at you blankly. It’s not “sass” or being rude. Sometimes, especially if you're yelled at often, you just stop reacting while it happens. You might feel the effects after, but in the moment, you don’t really feel anything. And another important thing is to not use the fact that you pay the bills for the house as a power dynamic. You (as the parent) are obliged to do that, as well as feed, clothe, and give your child a roof to live under. It’s something you should do, so stop guilt-tripping your kids with things you need to do as a parent to begin with. Holding these things over your child’s head isn’t going to make them respect you. Respect goes both ways, so don’t expect them to respect you if you belittle them for everything they do or say.
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paraphraze615 · 2 years
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A lot of y'all mamas shoulda swallowed you. 🖐🏾🎤 #ToxicUpbringing #ToxicParents #ToxicParenting #ToxicMothers #ToxicFathers #ToxicFamily #ToxicFamilyMembers #NarcissisticParents #NarcissisticParenting #AbusiveParents #AbusiveParenting https://www.instagram.com/p/CgKv2IJBEYE/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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w4nnabebeautyqu33n · 3 days
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I just wanna die at this point
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yoongislotus · 2 months
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when i stepped on the battleground you said the world was, they didn't pull out weapons, just a bunch of foolish words. you broke my limbs, watched me bleed saying it'll make me strong, the supposed enemies cried seeing me kneel and weep for a cure. now i don't understand what war you prepared me for, when you were the only one who ran towards me with a sword.
12 hits that i cannot forget, said you knew it wasn't my mistake. "for family's sake, for family's sake", a child you ruined entirely for a pile of snakes. i stand so numb, but fearless, amidst oblivious brakes, if i don't cross the road, what difference would it make? threw away my childhood, poisoned my adolescence, a kid shouldn't have known that, give me back my innocence. just starving, nosebleeds, and a constant headache, these days ive been dreaming about not being awake. two pairs of eyes you created but never understand,
your gifted child will attain this prize of freedom too someday.
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littledemonlorne · 4 months
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The Step-Monster (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/357833596-the-step-monster?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=mstiqueb4be&wp_originator=r4Jq45mP0dEciobreCCp7kfkRV61A%2FP2qUX8mFnPCeHhumXQxZz1D5qExcvrgJ%2Fu6E%2FJQnnMbA4r%2FJ5pGWDrPLfWFZ%2FVylG9Bb%2BmioxcCi85QndJSFjy5BFyWowG0ahl Having a blended family isn't easy. But forcing a kid to accept the new member is never wise.
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aventaccount · 5 months
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TW: meme vents (toxic fam)
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Dear reader,
Hey, it's me again, I know it's been a while now, but this was scary, I was never free to use my voice.
I'm trying to be free again, to be me again.
Everyday is different, some days I feel just fine, and in others I really don't have the strengh to get out of bed, and just now I realize that for someone who was in my situation for so long, this is kind of normal, as long as I keep reminding me that every day ends, and the sun will rise again in the morning.
And don't worry, I'm in therapy, in fact I really love to go to my psychologist and just let it all out, another fact? I'm also a psychologist!
And before you guys go "WHAT? THIS GIRL HAS SO MANY PROBLEMS AND IS A PSYCHOLOGIST?" I just wanted to say we psychologist sometimes have so many problems, some of actually enter the course trying to figure it out our heads and the people around us, to understand a little better why we are the way we are, and then we just wanna help people to understand theirselves too, like us.
I have, anxiety, a very challenging one, my anxiety can cause anxiety attack, panic attacks, can trigger my eating desorder, can trigger my skin demartite, among other things. My anxiety attacks are mild, but some of my panic attacks can be pretty bad. And due to a lot of things I have some symptoms of PTSD.
Like I said some days can be really bad, because on top of that we all have to deal with the demands of our society, as woman, my weight, my skin, my lack of girlfriend/boyfriend, if I wear makeup or not, to much or to little, the lenght of my skirt or shorts, or my clevage, and as a girl who is fat, and no, fat is not bad word to me anymore, I'm fat, I'm a big girl, I just don't care anymore, I prefer to use it myself to let others use it to diminish me, and I'm happy in my decision, the problem is that people some times play dirty. Like when you're feeling good in a dress that is more tight, they say something to make you feel uncomfortable, like "I would ashamed if my belly would be like that" or "This dress is not really for your body type" and so much worse.
As a fat girl, trying to build my self esteem, I can tell you guys it's freaking hard, this world and our society really don't want women to be healthy, and I mean, physically, mentally, spiritually, in any way possible. I have heard that I'm not loveable in the eyes of a man because I'm fat, that I'm not desirable because I'm fat, that no man or woman would fall in love with me because I'm just not that pretty because I'm fat, that my thin friends no matter what they would use they would look better than me, because...I'm fat, you guessed correctly, that I'm not sexy, that my face is so pretty it's just sad that my body it's not a match (Many came from my wonderfull parents). I could go on, but I guess you guys get my point.
I'm not even going to enter the maternity stuff, I'm 26 and I had 1 boyfriend who was awful, really bad, really toxic, for another post kind story, and everyone asks me about boyfriends, girlfriends, getting kids and this kind of stuff, but, hey guys I'm single!
Don't get me wrong, I have this dream, some can called it childish, of love, I would absolutelly love to meet someone, to fall in love, to get married, and maybe have kids, I believe in finding THE ONE, and soulmates, and happilly ever after, to live this love that sweeps you out of your feet, I believe it so much, that I made a playlist on spotify for the future THE ONE in my life to explain how I feel about them, and again I don't believe that life is always like this, I believe we can build romance, and be romantic. I just never found this for me. And I want this in my time, because I found the right person, not because society wants me.
But is not fair to lie to you guys either, altough, yes I'm building my self esteem and I'm in therapy, and also more comfortable on my own skin, I also hate myself somedays, I also hate the mirror somedays and I'm really unhappy with my body somedays.
I cry, I scream, I look at myself and it hurts, and with therapy and feel that I can be loved by my friends and my aunt, but I don't feel that I can be loved like a woman, I don't feel loveable, desirable, I feel like I am meant to be alone, because nobody can love me, that I'm not worth it, that I'm not good enough, and it pains me so much because all I trully want it's to feel love like this, to love someone and to be loved back.
Again its like I said, everyday is a battle, and I'm trying so hard to win this one, to feel like a deserve love and to be loved, that I'm worth it, I know that this pain comes not only from the comments about my body, but also from the situations that my parents put me in, the things they told me my hole life, like, how I was a bad child, how I trapped them, how they left me alone in the cold, without care and food, how they used me against one another, like a toy, like pawn in their saddistic games, how they use to beat me, and make me correct their wrongs, or how they used to fight and I had to get in between them, how they used me in their divorce, going to the court house and the police, and asking me to choose a side, making me talk to lawyers, and making me do corps delicti, making me lie, and recording our conversations to show one another or in court, kidnapping me, I can say I'm not afraid of hell, because I lived it in my own house, with my parents.
I have hope, that one day I find the strengh in myself to believe again that I'm worth it of love, of happiness, I hope that in this day I really can find this love I dream about. I really hope that I can win this war, and feel the wonders and the downfalls of falling in love,
Love,
Giih.
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jessethecreative15 · 1 year
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9th Annual CNMI Women’s Summit start on Friday March 31. 7:30am - 4:30pm Child protective services for protect children who’s been abuse Or bullying at home or at school.
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vivi-stitchs · 1 year
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Red and Gold - Capítulo 2 Fuera de la clase (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1314361482-red-and-gold-cap%C3%ADtulo-2%0Dfuera-de-la-clase?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=VGamarra20&wp_originator=JGErxxWTcMe68azMTmdmNX4dsNncnYJHbcER2txmXHgtGjaMVd1VgZnjGwWz%2Fo0QcPableJqVYS1rJujkPxAWkTBE6Oo%2Fkd34Dcnwmn08hneEzkUygMy3FmPSeY4ZzYp 
 "Bienvenidos a Fourfounders, hogar de los mejores hoteles, los mejores restaurantes, spas y centros comerciales del país; el lujo no es un extraño aquí, Las Familias Fundadoras se toman muy enserio su trabajo de hacer de este hermoso lugar un paraíso en la tierra, y vaya que lo han logrado: la mejor educación de la región norte de la región, los más grandiosos festivales, increíbles mansiones, un precioso lago famoso por sus cristalinas aguas, donde definitivamente nadie se ha ahogado nunca. Todo esto es gracias a nuestros amados fundadores, porque de lo que si no hay duda, es que las Familias son el modelo a seguir de esta sociedad, perfectos en todos los sentidos, no hay ningún habitante de Fourfounders que no quiera ser como ellos o formar parte de su círculo. Secretos? No seas tonto, aquí no hay secretos, y menos entre las Familias Fundadoras. No, no existen barrios, todos los habitantes de Fourfounders disfrutan de todos sus lujos, no hay desigualdad alguna. En este hermoso pueblo no sucede nada fuera de lo normal. Nada en absoluto."
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amo-ridere · 2 years
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"Ariel and Triton" No, existence isn't a Disney fairy tale. #thelittlemermaid #PoetryTwitter #poetsofig #musings #complicated #myfather #fatheranddaughter #freeverse #mediumpoem #writtenonthefly #anunhealedrift #signedandated #segoefont #comparison #WellIntentionedVSGood #abusiveparents #overprotectivefather https://www.instagram.com/p/CfY7gyhrbkd/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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thepoetoaster · 2 years
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I’m on Chippewa in Buffalo about to see a therapist for the first time so they can help unpack my serious daddy issues 🤣 Love this mural, living by these words!! #therapy #therapist #health #wellness #daddyissues #abusiveparents #abuse #abusivefather #art #mural #positivity #goodvibes #manifestation #abundance #1111 #spiritual #spirituality (at BestSelf Behavioral Health) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ce4D7kBuC1S/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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sadgirlsdiary · 11 months
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Talking to my cousin
Under the sheet
Talking about him
Trying no to crying about it
Failing
silently
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weepingvines · 1 year
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TW Child abuse.
Got this comment on a post I made on Reddit about how my parents shoved me, screamed in my face, and threatened to tie me up over Christmas break and how that was the last straw for me cutting them off completely.
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