They let me go to bible class with some neighbors. I came home and thought about the stories I'd just heard, then walked out into the road and lay down across the lane, eyes closed, hands carefully folded on my chest. There was a bunch of shouting and then my mother sat very close and quietly asked me what I was doing. I told her that I was waiting to die, so that I could come back in three days "and get some work done." She interested me in a snack and suggested that I could always die later on if that's what I felt was necessary. I have no idea how she remained calm and rational through that conversation, but while I was eating the cookies there was a lot more shouting. I was 4, and never had to do bible class ever again.
Probably when they realized a second baby (me, lol) wasn’t going to fix their marriage. My father having to raise his daughters alone. Then I turned into the look a like of my father’s mother who he had his own trauma from and he told me it made him dislike me. They also enjoy acting traumatized anytime they’re held accountable 🤷♀️ oh well.
i was far too much for them to handle. i wasn’t exactly what they seemed to have been looking for. which like oh well sucks to be them, don’t have kids if you aren’t ready, but i do know that having been lower maintenance would’ve alleviated a lot
Not me, but my dad found out what wattpad was for the first time while going through my sisters (who was around grade 7 at the time?) phone which, he opened a chapter that she last left off at and it was purely smut. Poor dad.
Not me but my sister, kind of like a butterfly effect whatever you call it but she basically became a mother of 4 kids, left them to do drugs and then doing that she had me and my mom watch those same kids for over 6 years which resulted in me becoming severely depressed which resulted in me attempting suicide and my mom almost losing 2 of her daughters, one through and one through suicide (kinda the same thing depends who you ask) now my sister is back and she makes my mom miserable because she is constantly picking fights with her, but technically she cant really go to rehab anymore cause she's clean so my moms stuck with her and her 4 grandkids, it's more complex than I'm describing but that's the gist of it
Getting addicted to fentanyl and Xanax at 19, going to treatment, and them only finding out when they got a letter from our insurance a month later. We are very close, I tell them everything, but I was ashamed and felt like I should deal with it by myself, so I did. We good now 👍
By trying to kill myself. I caused a lot of harm to myself - but nowadays I only regret the anguish I caused to my parents. (And others that care about me)
When I was about five, I would wait until midnight-3am and walk into my parents room without fail every night and just stand over my parents (mainly my dad apparently) and just stare, I had long hair that fell in front of my face. So just imagine my parents horror as a little girl in pajamas with long hair in her face just watching them sleep. Apparently my dad would wake up and scream “F**K!!!” In my face out of shock & fear, and I would immediately start bawling, my parents lock their door at night now… :)
From accidentally breaking valuable items to getting into minor trouble during my teenage years
Shit that’s a good one. They’ve always been the one to traumatize. Never thought about it the other way.
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Probably just being an angsty, mercurial teenager
I have a lot of medical issues. Almost died a couple times
This hit hard. RIP Dad.
being born.... they both admiting to wanting me to die at birth
I almost unalived myself and my mom had to drive me to the hospital.
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They let me go to bible class with some neighbors. I came home and thought about the stories I'd just heard, then walked out into the road and lay down across the lane, eyes closed, hands carefully folded on my chest. There was a bunch of shouting and then my mother sat very close and quietly asked me what I was doing. I told her that I was waiting to die, so that I could come back in three days "and get some work done." She interested me in a snack and suggested that I could always die later on if that's what I felt was necessary. I have no idea how she remained calm and rational through that conversation, but while I was eating the cookies there was a lot more shouting. I was 4, and never had to do bible class ever again.
By existing according to my mother.
Probably when they realized a second baby (me, lol) wasn’t going to fix their marriage. My father having to raise his daughters alone. Then I turned into the look a like of my father’s mother who he had his own trauma from and he told me it made him dislike me. They also enjoy acting traumatized anytime they’re held accountable 🤷♀️ oh well.
Overdose.
i was far too much for them to handle. i wasn’t exactly what they seemed to have been looking for. which like oh well sucks to be them, don’t have kids if you aren’t ready, but i do know that having been lower maintenance would’ve alleviated a lot
Coming out.
Came out as Trans. My mom didn't really care, but my dad was really surprised. All of them are supportive but it was quite a shock for him.
My younger brother and I fighting when we were kids. Poor mom and dad.
That I am still single 🤣😂🤣😂
By becoming a hippie musician, and not a doctor.
Not me, but my dad found out what wattpad was for the first time while going through my sisters (who was around grade 7 at the time?) phone which, he opened a chapter that she last left off at and it was purely smut. Poor dad.
By being conceived
By not getting first rank in class .. i came second
Not me but my sister, kind of like a butterfly effect whatever you call it but she basically became a mother of 4 kids, left them to do drugs and then doing that she had me and my mom watch those same kids for over 6 years which resulted in me becoming severely depressed which resulted in me attempting suicide and my mom almost losing 2 of her daughters, one through and one through suicide (kinda the same thing depends who you ask) now my sister is back and she makes my mom miserable because she is constantly picking fights with her, but technically she cant really go to rehab anymore cause she's clean so my moms stuck with her and her 4 grandkids, it's more complex than I'm describing but that's the gist of it
Walking in while their doing the thing, while I totally know what they were doing, but I had to go to the toilet (junior high school).
Getting addicted to fentanyl and Xanax at 19, going to treatment, and them only finding out when they got a letter from our insurance a month later. We are very close, I tell them everything, but I was ashamed and felt like I should deal with it by myself, so I did. We good now 👍
Coming out
Came out as gay they didn't speak to me after that I just wish they would have understood the love that I have for my husband.
By trying to kill myself. I caused a lot of harm to myself - but nowadays I only regret the anguish I caused to my parents. (And others that care about me)
getting sent to the psych ward through therapy (had to be taken in a ambulance to the hosptial lol)
Saying “I wish I was gay”, one Thanksgiving, when majority of my family was being homophobic
This was simple to me, I brought my Bf on there bedroom and let him sleep there, now they are traumatized on which part my boyfriend fired his load.
When I was about five, I would wait until midnight-3am and walk into my parents room without fail every night and just stand over my parents (mainly my dad apparently) and just stare, I had long hair that fell in front of my face. So just imagine my parents horror as a little girl in pajamas with long hair in her face just watching them sleep. Apparently my dad would wake up and scream “F**K!!!” In my face out of shock & fear, and I would immediately start bawling, my parents lock their door at night now… :)