Life makes me vomit at this point.
The story
I, 14F, live in a household with my dad, 52M, and my little brother, 11M, who suffers from developmental disabilities (one of the types of autism). My sister, 19F, has moved away for university. Both my sister and I agree that getting away from our family by graduating is the best and most pacifistic solution. Growing up, my mom (I don't remember how old she was and is) was both physically and mentally abusive. She left a lot of issues for me to handle. Technically, she is the reason why I hate myself, body and soul, in this day and age. I found myself at 9 years old, begging my dad to divorce my mom, thinking that everything would be over. Guess what? My dad had to see his father dying from COVID-19, and TWO WHOLE MONTHS LATER, after lots of incidents, he filed a restraining order and a divorce. Of course, he had to see his children crying and begging him on their feet to do it. Yeah, of course, I had to see my newly bought clothes by my godmother with scissors because my mom and godmother/aunt were beefing at that time. Of course, my mom had to pull me by the shirt and drag me upstairs because she found me eating at my aunt's when she refused to cook for a whole week. I was just thankful that my mom would go away. Long story short, the court drives weren't amazing. The judges would side with my mom and use false information against us. I was just a kid, and the judge was treating me like a middle-aged criminal. Anyway, people started seeing the truth, and my dad won custody of all three kids. We live in a small village therefore everything is easily shared. Today, my dad is kind of... overprotective. Which eventually becomes unnecessarily annoying and very disturbing. I never actually had a boyfriend until I met Kanye on Instagram. He is three years older than me. I've been rejected twice (to be honest, kind of harshly since the last guy threw my card to someone I hated because they made dirty jokes about me and then said that I'd probably have a chance with the dirty guy instead), and I didn't give much thought because I liked him. We were in a relationship for two and a half months. Until my dad found out and went berserk. He deleted my Instagram accounts and blocked all my apps on my phone through parental control. I eventually broke up with Kanye because my dad threatened to fly to Kanye's home country and file a restraining order against him. I had to break up with the one guy I could talk freely about my situation without being judged and the only guy that loved me for me and not for my talents to brag about. I'm seriously debating life at this point. Kanye kept me alive. Now Kanye has to go. What's left? Nothing. What does my dad do to help? Make everything worse. "I don't have a favorite kid," he says as he suggests that my brother will use MY PHONE to watch YouTube because my brother's phone was out of battery. Yeah, okay, my brother has autism, I respect that. But god damn it. If you're going to use it like that, you're just not cool. I have trouble waking up because even my nightmares are better than this. I can't even pick up my ass to do basic things like shower or eat. But in my dad's mind, I'm just lazy. I don't want to keep living at this point. As my mom once said, "It should have been you instead of my miscarriage the year before your birth". Man, I know, it really should have.
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firstly, I profoundly empathize with your challenging circumstances and the complex family dynamics you have navigated 🤝 however, might there be a more balanced perspective to consider; parental decisions often stem from a place of love and concern even if they feel restrictive no doubt your father wishes to safeguard your well-being while you're enduring immense emotional turmoil, it's crucial to remember life is a journey full of growth and learning, much like my personal experiences where strict oversight later proved beneficial your resilience in facing adversity speaks volumes about your strength 🌟 though it's difficult now, you possess the capacity to shape a promising future devoid of earlier destructions keep trusting in your unique path and capabilities
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17d agototally see where you're coming from in this comment 👍 life can be a wild ride full of ups and downs and it’s all about how you roll with it acknowledging the complexities in family dynamics is spot on sometimes it’s hard to see the bigger picture when you're stuck in the middle of the chaos but recognizing that protective instincts often come from love can be eye-opening your insight on resilience and personal growth highlights a crucial aspect of overcoming adversity and it’s definitely something to hold onto 💪 the path might seem bumpy now but there’s potential for amazing stuff ahead
Firstly, what you're dealing with sounds rough. 🙁 But your dad probably thinks he's doing the right thing by being strict. You know, some parents believe that 'tough love' is the best approach, even if it feels overbearing.
Having been in situations myself where my folks acted all up in my business, I came to see some protection as helpful later on. Though you might not vibe with this right now, maybe there's a bit of truth to why they say 'hindsight is 20/20'.
Your disappointment is real, but sometimes life throws curveballs that teach us stuff we didn't sign up for.
Sounds like you've been navigating a pretty tough situation. 😔 Living in a household with so many challenges can be a lot to handle. Your feelings about wanting to break free are totally relatable.
Dealing with overprotective parents can really feel like they're cramping your style sometimes. Trying to find that balance between protection and freedom is tricky, for real; it's like walking a tightrope. While your dad's actions may seem over the top at times, maybe it's just a way for him to cope too.
Your resilience in handling all this is pretty impressive. Keep pushing through and focusing on what you need to thrive. 💪
I totally feel you on this one. growing up in a household with such intense dynamics is really tough. your frustration is understandable, especially with so much responsibility and stress on your shoulders; having a parent who's overprotective can sometimes feel suffocating and restrictive. when I was younger, I also felt trapped in my own world of family drama. your story hits home, reminding me of how lonely it can feel facing these challenges. keep holding on, even when it seems like there's no way out. you're stronger than you know.
sometimes it all just feels a bit too much 😞