
Insomniac
𝔄 𝔲 𝔱 𝔦 𝔰 𝔪
- May 21, 2021
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Up until today, I have been tolerating the emotional abuse from my mom. I'd tell myself that she has a RIGHT to talk to me like I'm trash because:
- I'm 24 and still live with her
- I'm unable to get a job
- I'm 100% financially dependant on her
I also tolerated it because:
- I have lifelong severe generalised anxiety Disorder and tend to keep quiet and bottle everything in and Hurst myself instead. My anxiety is too crippling and I'm tired of having to explain to people who don't take my illness seriously or don't think it affect my performance in everything.
My childhood was a toxic environment with an extreme alcoholic dad and a scary mom who is great at gaslighting and always yelling when she talks and when she is mad at me, she badmouth me to my siblings, who then avoid talking to me (they don't want to be on the side of the weak, aka me).
She constantly storms in my room without knocking (despite me repetitively telling her to stop), she yells at me for not helping around the house but I asks her everyday what she needs help with and she says that I should figure it out myself. She has OCD and is constantly cleaning things and expect us to meet and stupid standards. We have a maid at home and someone who clean the house everyday. She litteraly doesn't need help with anything because the house is always clean. I told her to check herself for OCD but she is in denial and it's getting out of control. She keeps yelling at the maid and the cleaning guy and at night, I hear the maid cry. She is overworked and forced to obey a sick person in denial.
Today, she stormed in my room, as usual, zero respect for my privacy. I never react because of the fear being evicted. But today, I'm so proud of myself. I stood up for myself and Yelled back at her, I told her to go F herself and that if she storms like that in my room again, she'll regret it. I told her that this is my house, that I have a right to be here without fearing eviction, that I have a right to rest without feeling guilty and that I was doing my best. I told her that I have a right to be loved and respected by her even thought I have a mental illness and even thought I don't have a job. I told her that I didn't have to be born, to have a terrible childhood and to suffer on a daily basis as a result.
She went from 100 to Zero really quick. For the first time in my life, I felt entitled to push my mom outside of my bedroom and tell her to never again come without knocking and to not invade my safe space.
I'm no longer scared of her, I'm not afraid of eviction because I have a right to be here. I no longer want to make any excuse as to why it's okay for my own parent to treat me certain way.
I suffer so much already in my personal, to the point of being suicidal. There is no way what she is doing to me is Okay and I'll never again let her get away with it or think she can emotional torment me with no consequence.
Guys, your parents need you as much as you need them. Even thought they keep acting like you're the one to owe them something. Everything they do for you, they expect a return in some way. They expect you to take care of them in the future. Nothing from them is free or unconditional. This is why my mom was scared today, she realised I realised that she needed me as much as I needed her (it might be worth mentioning that I live in a third world country where there is no social services).
So yeah I just wanted to let it out. I used to starve myself for days because my mom would always complain about paying for my food, even thought it costs her nothing and most of the food goes to trash. Even though I barely eat in general. It enrages me that I let things get to this. That I let her make me feel like I didn't deserve to eat because depression kept me for days in my bed and I felt I have been too unproductive to deserve that literally cost her nothing. I'll never do that again.
I'll eat everyday and if she ever make me feel like I don't deserve to eat, I'll spit at her face.
- I'm 24 and still live with her
- I'm unable to get a job
- I'm 100% financially dependant on her
I also tolerated it because:
- I have lifelong severe generalised anxiety Disorder and tend to keep quiet and bottle everything in and Hurst myself instead. My anxiety is too crippling and I'm tired of having to explain to people who don't take my illness seriously or don't think it affect my performance in everything.
My childhood was a toxic environment with an extreme alcoholic dad and a scary mom who is great at gaslighting and always yelling when she talks and when she is mad at me, she badmouth me to my siblings, who then avoid talking to me (they don't want to be on the side of the weak, aka me).
She constantly storms in my room without knocking (despite me repetitively telling her to stop), she yells at me for not helping around the house but I asks her everyday what she needs help with and she says that I should figure it out myself. She has OCD and is constantly cleaning things and expect us to meet and stupid standards. We have a maid at home and someone who clean the house everyday. She litteraly doesn't need help with anything because the house is always clean. I told her to check herself for OCD but she is in denial and it's getting out of control. She keeps yelling at the maid and the cleaning guy and at night, I hear the maid cry. She is overworked and forced to obey a sick person in denial.
Today, she stormed in my room, as usual, zero respect for my privacy. I never react because of the fear being evicted. But today, I'm so proud of myself. I stood up for myself and Yelled back at her, I told her to go F herself and that if she storms like that in my room again, she'll regret it. I told her that this is my house, that I have a right to be here without fearing eviction, that I have a right to rest without feeling guilty and that I was doing my best. I told her that I have a right to be loved and respected by her even thought I have a mental illness and even thought I don't have a job. I told her that I didn't have to be born, to have a terrible childhood and to suffer on a daily basis as a result.
She went from 100 to Zero really quick. For the first time in my life, I felt entitled to push my mom outside of my bedroom and tell her to never again come without knocking and to not invade my safe space.
I'm no longer scared of her, I'm not afraid of eviction because I have a right to be here. I no longer want to make any excuse as to why it's okay for my own parent to treat me certain way.
I suffer so much already in my personal, to the point of being suicidal. There is no way what she is doing to me is Okay and I'll never again let her get away with it or think she can emotional torment me with no consequence.
Guys, your parents need you as much as you need them. Even thought they keep acting like you're the one to owe them something. Everything they do for you, they expect a return in some way. They expect you to take care of them in the future. Nothing from them is free or unconditional. This is why my mom was scared today, she realised I realised that she needed me as much as I needed her (it might be worth mentioning that I live in a third world country where there is no social services).
So yeah I just wanted to let it out. I used to starve myself for days because my mom would always complain about paying for my food, even thought it costs her nothing and most of the food goes to trash. Even though I barely eat in general. It enrages me that I let things get to this. That I let her make me feel like I didn't deserve to eat because depression kept me for days in my bed and I felt I have been too unproductive to deserve that literally cost her nothing. I'll never do that again.
I'll eat everyday and if she ever make me feel like I don't deserve to eat, I'll spit at her face.
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