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#toxic family
ikarust · 9 hours
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i talk about tearing flesh from an arm with my teeth and you stare at me in horror like you haven't tasted blood before. i talk about being crushed like a small animal on a fast lane and you ask me how it's humanly possible of me to cling to the stone of the sidewalk the way i do. my mother could skin her hands at the sink and it would still not rid her from the truth that is that she has fed me her body and that she is convict to the manslaughter of her child.
quick question: how does one write about their mother without mentioning their mother? mine is a fortune teller. she tells me in the dead of the night while i am on the kitchen floor with the boning knife in one hand and and a towel in the other that i will never be loved right. that i will never find real love. that i will always suffer if i look for it.
mother knows best.
she tells me she destroyed herself for me and that i am selfish and cruel for not destroying myself for her. she begs me to be beautiful. she begs me to be the daughter she wanted to have. my friend tells me on the swing on a beautiful springtime evening that i am selfish and cruel for devouring every little piece of every damn thing that has ever tasted like love to me. and when i go home in the evening, my mother looks at me like she did the night she told me she wishes she'd killed me when i was a child. i tell everyone i am starving. my mother tells me she told me so.
i stare at the red in the ball of spit i hawked onto the bathroom floor. i retouch the scars on my thighs. i hack away at my hair with the big crafting scissors. i pray to god that i will wake up tomorrow beautiful and loveable. i wake up the same way. my mother tells me to never come back when i step out to leave for work. i tell her i am trying my best but nothing is working. she tells me she told me so. she tells me she's glad to see me in pain because i deserve it.
maybe i do deserve it.
i visit a clothing store and step into the fitting room just to see the way i am reflected back and forth in the front-and-back mirrors. i look and i see a morbid, mangled ruin the greatest what-could-have-been of all time. and by that i mean, i see a million possibilities in one. all the girls i could have been. and at the very center, where the image gets so small it's blurry and barely visible maybe i am beautiful. maybe i am loveable. maybe i find real love and maybe i don't suffer for it.
maybe i am the daughter my mother wanted.
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foxlungz · 4 months
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I will always be so fucking angry for what they turned me into
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3:13 pm at home
“Being around my family for an extended period of time makes me physically ill. I don't know how else to explain it…”
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lovely-abeille · 1 year
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on being the daughter of the family
if my body could speak, blythe baird // i put the coffin out to sea, lisa marie basile // @/belovedbi // ? // been a son, nirvana // elektra, sophokles; translated by anne carson // ? // churching, kristin chang
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witchyykitten · 1 year
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everyone talks about cutting off a toxic parent
but no one ever talks about the pain of wanting a parent but knowing yours cannot love you the way they should
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thatmemeguy89 · 28 days
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Say it louder for the people in the back
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girls be like “fighting demons😤🤪” and the demons be their moms
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queerism1969 · 8 months
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nmolesofadrenaline · 7 months
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emmmsie · 7 months
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This is important.
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moonlit-positivity · 3 months
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How to recognize when you need to set a boundary
Physical signs of your body telling you "no":
Bile in your throat
Panic
freeze response aka frozen or paralyzed w fear
Heart paced real fast
Anxiety
Unsettled stomach/gut feeling
Head fuzzy
Head & chest feels tight
Face might scrunch up in disgust/disbelief/pain etc
"ick" or "ew"
fainting or feeling weak as a result
crying
feeling like hurting yourself
cheeks hot, face flushed (embarrassment out of fear or humiliation)
fight/flight/freeze/fawn response gets triggered
body feels "charged" or "activated"
wanting to yell or shout back
wanting to run away
wanting to hide
wanting to stuff yourself with food/substances/alcohol etc to numb the pain
heart feels heavy or pounds at awkward intervals
not being able to eat
head shakes "no"
backing away
asking or screaming for help
feeling scared
feeling "on alert"
not knowing what to say
arms protecting yourself
not being able to move
Emotional signs that you are not safe:
Unsettling environment
Fawning aka "going with what they want" even if you don't feel good about it
Uncomfortable
Knowing the other person doesn't like it when you express things different from their own beliefs
Knowing if you spoke up you would be either mocked or downplayed or told you're being too sensitive
Being told you're "disrespectful" or "not allowed" to talk back or disagree in any way
Being told you're too chicken or being forced to feel dumb or stupid if you don't join in
Being openly mocked or talked about by the whole group
Expressing a concern and they get mad at you for being mad at them
You're always the one in the wrong even when you were the one being hurt
They use grandiose words and phrases to assert dominance
"walking on eggshells"
They continue to do the things you asked them to stop doing even after countless times asking them
They don't care about how you feel
They make no effort to acknowledge your feelings or acknowledge how their behavior is affecting you
They force you to participate in drugs/alcohol
They hold their power and good deeds they have done for you over your head and threaten to stop helping or support you or even take back what they have given you
They are physically aggressive/ violent
Rage
Rage during substance use
Touching you without asking
Downplaying anything you need as not important
What to do:
Take a deep breath
Take your time figuring it out
Remind yourself this isn't your fault
Stay focused on the behavior- because they WILL try to detract from it & turn it around on you
Gather your resources
Consider leaving or cutting contact
Consider therapy or online support groups to help yourself breathe and find safer spaces for yourself
Have an exit plan
Do not engage with the arguments & emotional bait
Cultivate your privacy
Cultivate your security
Cultivate yourself a safe space
Prepare yourself for the backlash
Ask someone safe to go with you
Call someone safe and ask them to stay on the phone with you if you do not feel safe
Self defense tools like pepper spray & brass knuckles
Know you're worth the exit
Take yourself seriously when they dont
Honor the gut feelings
Restore faith in your judgement
Honor your voice
Honor your body
Honor your "no"
Ask for a pause- "I need a break."
Ask for clarity- "Can you clarify that?"
Ask what their intentions are- "Are you being helpful or hurtful?"
Bring attention to the behavior and how it's making you feel- "I'm not comfortable with the way you're ignoring my concerns."
Make direct eye contact & deepen your voice- "You need to stop."
Do not apologize
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Hope this helps!
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staltheoneandonly · 11 months
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i feel like there's a point being the oldest sibling where you stop being your parents' child and start being just some person who happens to live in the house
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family-trauma · 1 year
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Sadly I can check off alot of items from this list. Time and self education are the only things that will help reclaim life back once you lose yourself with emotional abuse.
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I have my father's rage inside of me. And it's getting bigger and bigger, I can't stop it this time. It's killing me, I don't wanna turn into him, I hate this man sooo much, he has ruined my life.
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witchyykitten · 1 year
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