I just read the post you put up the other day and I know exactly how you feel. My mom is really cold toward me and I don't feel comfortable talking to my dad about anything. Seeing that you feel that way really made me sad and I just want you to know that I'm always here for you if you need someone to talk to or anything you need. You definitely don't deserve to be feeling that way at all! You're fantastic and amazing <3 I wish I could be there for you...
Thanks girl I really appreciate it. And same from me to you. <3
Oh I know how you feel when you first open up to your parents. It feels really great and especially after all of that, my parents and I talk as if we're best friends. It's really really great. They give the best advice. And for your thoughts on living on, keep thinking like that! There's always something out there to live for! And for the not letting things bottling up, you should dance it out :D That's what I do when I need to vent. Dancing just helps me so much.
You’re right, and I’ll definitely keep this in mind. I don’t think I could ever be so selfish to take my own life for the people who I can actually feel love and care for me.
happened to be the first time I ever talked to my dad about a real personal problem I’ve been struggling with for a very long time now. The relationship I have with my parents is like strangers living under the same roof, so this was actually quite a big deal for me because I never tell them anything. It’s quite odd to think about. I do love to go out and hang with friends but as much as they love to keep me at home, we don’t even talk to each other for the most part. Anyway, this morning I told my dad that I feel as though I’m never good enough for my mom. And it was the first time I felt comfortable crying in front of him. It was like a big weight lifted off my shoulders and he was someone I could actually turn to.. I explained a lot, but what I didn’t have the courage to tell him was that my mom truly makes me want to kill myself and I’ve contemplated it for over a year now. Whenever my mom sees me cry and asks me why I’m crying over something so little, she has no idea of the buildup of stress and emotions she constantly puts on me. I think that has part of the reason to do with why I’m so soft. I hate the feeling of upsetting people so I try my best not to. And whenever I feel neglected it really gets to me. When I actually do try to talk to her about how she makes me feel she walks away and brushes it off. If my dad mentioned anything about our conversation to her, which I don’t know if he did or not— and she talked about it to me, I would tell her the rest of the story.. But we spoke to each other once today and that was her telling me to wash the clothes in a nasty tone. It’s just impossible to talk to her. Usually I would keep personal problems like this to myself but I can’t keep bottling up my emotions.. It’ll tear me down even further as it has since forever now. I wish they could actually feel how much I’m suffering. And even more so how the hell I even manage to keep myself in place. I could be turning to alcohol and drugs right now but I don’t do any of that shit. Even when my friends offer I turn it down. And now that I’ve really thought about it I’m wondering how do I not even live like that after everything. I’ve learned that life is hard and I can calm myself and learn to deal with it. I still have a few things to live for, and that’s why I’m still alive.