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A Brief History of Me
I've said this to someone in the past so i'll say it again((UNtil I say otherwise, this is from yesterday))
POst #1: I'm sitting on the toilet with rhe door shut trying to choke my tears so they're silent. And if I say what's wrong, they'll likely get mad and say I'm over reacting or exaggerating so I'll likely have to paint a smile on my face.
Like I was forced to do earlier. And by forced I mean FORCES. My dad TOLD me to do so. Not those exact words, but...
Post #2 No one has thought to see if I'm, you know...*okay*, just saying "Is he seriously still in the bathroom"
Post #3 Dad: What are you doing, Hunter
Me: *Mumbles*
Dad: What?
me: *OPens door and keeps my head down* I'm just in here.
Dad: Well why don't you come on out
Me: *COmes out*
DAd: *Immediately proceeds to talk about the subwoofer*
Post #4: well i was helping deflate the air mattresses, right? WEll one of the matresses there wasn't evough room for me and my brother to lay on one so I sat nearby and played on my phone. MY dad told me to get off the phone and help. i explained my concern and showed how little space there was, accidentally pushing my brother to the side. mY dad start blowing up at me, telling me I did that on purpose and i over exaggerate. I insisted i didn't do it on purpose and he said i could say that all i want but i knew it wasn't true.
I don't remember what happened exactly after but i kept myn head down-literally while i helped and stayed quiet. mY dad told me to leave because of the way i was acting and to stop it. So i painted on a smile and pretended to laugh and be happy even though i was really upset.
Post #5: It gets better..
We came back home with groceries. I wanted to help my mom put them up, but my dad said for me to go help him. i said "bUt i'm helping with the groceries". My sister plucked the items out of my hands and told me to go help dad. I said "BUt i wanted to help with the groceries" and my sister ordered me to chill. i told her to stop being bossy and she began to cry.
My parents both got mad at me (("lOok you made your sister cry! WHy?")) I explained she was being bossy and i was sick of it because she's bossy nearly every single day. They wouldn't listen to me and kept saying "you made your sister cry". Apparently "her being bossy aggravates me every single day" doesn't matter. I guess because she's the favorite and I'm the LEAST favorite, right?
aNyways after i angrily apologized i shut myself in the bathroom
POst #6: WHich tells me it's okay for people to inflict trauma on me every day but I inflict trauma one time and i'm pUblic Enemy nUmber oNe
((The posts are now from today))
Post #7: About two minutes since i woke up and my sister already snapped at me and bossed me around,..but if i don't bottle up my feelings she'll just cry and i'll be the evildoer.
Post #8: Oh it gets better...
While we were at the old house i played my DS some while i was standing around doing nothing because dad was loading stuff into the car. WEll, he got angry at me because...reasons.
We went to Lowes and i kept my DS AND phone in the car and just walked around with them without saying much. As we were leaving my dad got angry again and said he "didn't know what was wrong" or something and that i've been in a foul mood for a while and need to stop.
Yet again, instead of asking what's wrong he told me to just stop, as if that would fix the problem. ANd then he asked what i wanted to do about a door in my room and I said there was no point since we're not allowed to have our doors shut. He insisted i need a door and that what i wanted for my room was wrong. tHen he started cracking jokes as if absolutely nothing had happened.
wE went back home and there were no issues ((shockingly)). He told me to get some water and i had to force myself to drink some
ALso our basement flooded again and Dad wanted to know who the last person to flush was. I didn't know but he still got angry at us.
Sounds like my family. My middle brother constantly leans back in our computer chair despite not being allowed since he thinks it's funny, and a few days ago when I accidentally put my arm on the left side, a screw popped out and now the chair violently dips forward if you touch the left armrest. Mom found out and yelled at me for breaking it, when I said if my middle brother hadn't leaned back in it constantly it wouldn't have even broke, and she said I was just trying to shift the blame since usually when something breaks it's MY fault.
OH this wasn't at home.We had a bunch of crap ((not literal...crap obviously)) in our garage, right? So we loaded it on the trailer and took it to the dump. Once we entered the area I could smell the stink but it didn't bother me much. Well my dad rolled down the windows for a while and it started to get worse before he rolled them up again. He told me to get out and help in and to try not to get anything on my shoes ((as these are my only pair of tennis shoes)). I got out and the smell was even worse. I started gagging and holding my breath before deciding to just put my nose in my shirt collar. my dad looked at me and told me to "just go" and that "[he would] do it [himself]". I then threw up on the floor-literally. MY puke was on the ground
Well if you threw at a junkyard then I see no problem with that. I bet there's already tons of puke at the dump. My puke is probably at the dump.
i can't believe my dad got mad at me for feeling sick THERE. I feel nauseous when I do the freaking dishes!!
Indeed.WEll the puking was aFTER he got mad. i was breathing through my shirt collar at this point when he got mad
So somehow me saying "I like turtles" one time to myself is distracting my brother from doing chores? And he started getting angry at me and I raised my voice and he said he can't focus with me raising my voice at him.Maybe if he didnt do it first and didnt get an attitude over petty things I wouldn't?? Just a thought.
Another r3ason I hate th3 creek: ther3 are lots of random giant rocks you can't see and I kept accidentally kicking them or tripping over them and now I have cuts along my ankle.
My dad wants to go to the creek again tomorrow and normally I'd be annoyed, buuut tomorrow's his birthday, so I'm going to try to not be mad or anything.
I finished both things for you. Figured I'd post here so my message didn't get lost in the 50 or so from Ahana.





I'm not you after all *Shrufs*Shrugs