Toxic Mom - Blog Posts

This is to all the parents out there:

1.Just because you are older than us does not mean you can never be wrong, don’t justify your mistakes by saying that you are older than us and therefore deserve the respect.

2.Don’t take out your work stress on your kids. Don’t tell them that they are a burden and don’t make them lose their confidence because they can’t meet up with your expectations

3.Let them be who they really are. If they want to dance in public let them, let them love whoever they want. Support them and be there for them even when the world thinks they are going bonkers. Help them be who they truly are.

4.When a kid says they are depressed or down don’t say “all the kids are depressed” listen to them, help them become better. They are your kids, your responsibility don’t make them feel even worse because of your lack of mental health awareness

5.Don’t ask your kids to be grateful to them. You brought them in this world, it is your duty to provide for them, make them respect you instead of forcing them to be grateful to you.

My therapist says I don’t really have the right to be angry at my parents because they accept that I’m trans when it’s not generally accepted.

I’ve grown up in fear of them because of how bad the verbal and physical abuse was/is (mostly while I was younger).

I just can’t agree. I know how lucky I am. I’m on T as a minor. I’m literally blessed. I also know how I felt as a five year old, running from my dad, multiple times a week, as he chased after me, screaming how he’s going to kill me, and trying to often.

It’s a weird combination. One saved my life, the other ruined it. I’m so grateful, but I also will forever hate them (my mom for defending my dad no matter what, and hiding his actions from others like police and DYFS).

I feel like no one can really relate to this but I feel guilt for my anger/hatred/not forgiving them because of how accepting they are. It’s so weird.

it feels like in a cartoon

you know, how they slam a character from one side to another repeatly for *comedy*

it's like that but slow mo sometimes

it's come to my attention

that you never had the best intentions

I'm not really one to air on the side of caution

But eveything you've put me through

Has changed everything forever

It's not fair I'm burdened by your memory

I'll never forgive you for that

*listens to "The Grey" - Movements*

I hope my balkan toxic mom dies.

She blames me for not leaving a toxic situation, when being in one. But how could i? After all the pointing fingers, the slamming doors, the screaming and the fighting. I have never knew better, i guess that what they say is true. I am just like my fathers.