Im so sick of them, they don’t listen.
The story
Honestly I’m in a bad mental state. I’ll admit it. I’m splitting while writing this.
It’s been years, years of smoking, weed, and arguments. And I’m so fucking sick of it. Sick of the way my nose burns, chest tightens, and my fists clenching. And before you question, “is this you smoking?” No, it’s my parents.
I’ve told them for YEARS I hate that they smoke, and I told them to not do it around me or I’ll yell at them. I think it’s pretty fucking clear I hate it??? I’ve told them to their face, but they fucking LAUGH. It all stems to when I was 6 ish, caught them in the bathroom smoking weed from a bong, breathing it out into the vents.
{present day, I’m 13.} I walk into the house after being gone for 4 hours, walking and playing with these dogs right? I open the door and walk up one step. It smells like FUCKING WEED. Smoke all around the fucking house. I’m already livid, I’ve told you 73 times. Isn’t that enough..!? And yes I’ve kept count because I’m petty as fuck. So i immediately say “I’m not doing this.. I’m just gonna go back.” And then my dad stops me like “I didn’t know you were coming back.” OF COURSE YOU DIDN’T!! EVEN THOUGH I TOLD YOU RIGHT BEFORE I LEFT??? DOES IT JUST GO THROUGH YOUR LEFT EAR AND PUT YOUR RIGHT? Anyway. So yeah. I was mad. I had the right to? So I stormed to my room as I’m so sick and tired of this addiction they have. Are they trying to make me like my sister? Make me addicted at 13 like her?
Before you feel sympathy for my dad, look at my other stories before commenting. Anyway cut my mom some slack.
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Man, that's really tough to deal with. It's like your parents are just not hearing you at all, even after you spelled it out so many times 😤; I get why you'd be keeping count, that frustration is real. Reminds me of when my older brother would blast his music so loud it shook the walls and just laugh whenever I'd ask him to turn it down... felt like talking to a brick wall. It's hard feeling powerless in your own home, but hopefully one day they'll realize how much it's affecting you 🤞.
I totally get why you're feeling so fed up, and honestly, it's more than fair to be frustrated with the situation at home. It's pretty wild that despite laying down your boundaries repeatedly, it seems like it's all just slipping right past them without a second thought. It's tough when the people who are supposed to provide a safe environment consistently fall short of that expectation. You're definitely not alone in this feeling of helplessness; it’s like being stuck in a loop where nothing ever changes and nobody listens. Hang in there though—it’s important to keep advocating for yourself, even if it feels like an uphill battle.
Yo, your situation is beyond frustrating and I totally feel for you 😡; it's no small thing dealing with this level of disrespect in your own home. Honestly, it's ridiculous that they can't even respect a simple boundary you've set for your own well-being. It's like they’re stuck in their ways and don't realize the impact; reminds me of when my cousin's parents would constantly argue without caring how it affected him—those kinds of things stick with you. You're right to be pissed off, and honestly, it might be time to find some other adult who can step in or give advice because clearly, they're not taking you seriously. Just keep standing your ground; sometimes all you have is your voice 💪✊.
It's so rough when you're stuck dealing with that kind of situation at home, especially since you're clear about how it makes you feel. It's like they’re just in their own world, not realizing the impact of their actions on everyone around them. Maybe trying to reach out to someone outside your immediate family could help, like a school counselor or another trusted adult—it might give you some fresh ideas for handling this. Stay strong; venting here is a good step towards finding some peace 🕊️.
it's pretty disheartening to see the cycle repeat itself, isn't it? it's almost like they're prioritizing their habits over your comfort and well-being; really makes you question if they even understand the impact of their choices on you. while it's tough to have any optimism when you've communicated your boundaries so clearly and nothing changes, maybe there's a slight chance they'll eventually realize how deep this goes for you. until then, just keep leaning on those moments that bring you peace, like walking those dogs; they might just be the sanity check you need amidst all this chaos.
damn, it sucks big time that you gotta deal with all this at just 13 😤 it's like they're living in their own little bubble, ignoring how much their actions are screwing things up for you. honestly, it might be worth trying to sit them down once more and lay it out real clear again, or maybe even write them a letter if talking hasn't worked. sometimes written words hit different cause they can't just brush them off like smoke!!! also, find some peace by spending more time away from the chaos whenever you can... you're dealing with enough as is. stay strong 🤞
Sounds like a nightmare, dude; it's like they're in their own little bubble and you're left suffocating in the cloud of their crap choices.
It must be incredibly tough to feel unheard in your own home, and I can sense how exhausted you are with this ongoing cycle. Your emotions are absolutely valid, especially after communicating your boundaries so clearly; maybe finding a new approach to expressing your feelings could help them understand the seriousness of their impact on you—like a heartfelt letter or a calm conversation during a neutral moment. Don't lose hope just yet; sometimes the smallest shift can lead to unexpected change.
Man, the fact that you're just 13 and dealing with this kind of family circus is seriously messed up; having to count how many times you've yelled about it shows just how ignored you feel, and it's like they can't see past their own damn smoke haze.