I'm tired of having shit parents.
My dad doesn't work for shit, he's basically out of my life and can't help me or my brother for shit. We ask the bare minimum and he gives half of that.
My mom is too busy trying to manipulate me for whatever reason. Probably to keep me under her lock, and it's been fuckinhg me up for a while. I don't even know what to do anymore man. I'm stressing this shit out so bad, i don't even live with her anymore, it's been downhill for a while. I've done everything I can and she doesn't put any effort other than talking shit about me.
God. Help me.
I don't even know what to do anymore.
No quiero perderme por no perderte.
The best glo-ups I've seen are LGBT people before and after coming out and/or accepting themselves. Nothing else can even come close to competing
Pero cuando estoy borracha, tu recuerdo me invade el alma.
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when I was like 10 I learned that splitting an atom will make a nuclear explosion and for a long time I got really stressed out whenever I had to cut anything bc like. what if I hit an atom at just the right angle
i had mental breakdowns over eating lettuce because i learnt the crunch was cells splitting apart and i thought what if i crunch lettuce and. i split an atom and wipe out my entire region just because i wanted a salad
I feel so fucking trapped. I can’t do shit. I’m in my early 20′s. I’m balding. I have horrible anxiety. I can’t go out. I can’t enjoy life.
I used to be normal. I used to be able to go out, I used to be able to fuck off for hours and be happy. I used to be able to smoke weed. I used to be mentally stable.
Now adays I can’t even go two blocks from my house without having a panic attack. I sometimes can’t even be on the second story of my house without having none stop panic attacks. Sometimes I can’t even exist peacefully.
Where did I fuck up? Was it selling everything at the age of 17 and moving countries? Was it the car accident I had at 18? Did my mom mentally fuck me up? Did neglect get to me? If so, how? I never smoked, I always took the best care of myself I could, I always do what I can to strive forward. But lately it’s just been really fucking difficult.
how can you be so fucking oblivious. Can you not fucking tell I’m suffering or do you just not give a fuck? I really cannot tell at this point, it’s like you just don’t give a shit, I get you have a boyfriend and shit but I’ve been taking care of you and maintaining you as if I was your father for around two months now, instead of helping with groceries or some shit you buy your own crap and go out and buy useless shit you’ll never need or already have. I’m sorry, but fuck you. What the fuck are you doing, sometimes I get why your dad doesn’t really like you. He’s trying his best now and you’re still mad over shit that happened in the past, I’m really close to telling you off, I feel like you should go live with him a while until you get your shit together, I don’t care that my place is 3x closer to your job, it’s fucking me up mentally, I’m so tired. I have no escape. I suffer from crippling anxiety and I put you before myself nonetheless. Why do I do this shit.
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