Mom, dad, you're the reason I cut myself and you don't even now. I mean, I never told you, but you'd think any parents with half a brain would figure what you two are doing is driving me insane. maybe if you two were capable of listening to anything but me praising you I wouldn't have to communicate with all these sharp objects. I couldn't even tell you, you'd think I was doing it to hurt you and you wouldn't help at all. You would be unhappy with me for needing you to help me.
Mom: you are a drain, you ask for so much more than I can give. You're angry and you make me feel responsible for what you feel (ever since I was little) and you are never there for me. I'd say you have no idea what it's like to play the emotional role of a parent when you are the child, but I know you do. I do have to ask why you find it fitting to inflict that on me too? You always share everything that makes you angry or sad or upset and I have to fix it because that's just what I have been doing ever since I was little. You never did that for me, and I'm pretty sure I could have used it.
Dad: you're just as bad, but for different reasons. I am not your mother. I am not your mother. I am not your mother. Please stop seeing me as that psycho woman. Don't yell at me for all the things she did to you like I was the person doing them. Don't seek my approval in place of the approval she never gave you as a child. I can't be her and I would never want to. I can't handle how you go from normal (or as close as you get to normal) to evil a second. Worse is how in a few minutes, hours, days you will expect me to forgive you. That works to a point, but it's a pattern ingrained in even my earliest memories.
Really, you both suck and you will never know because you could never accept that. I hate you both and I know it's mean to say I hope you die, but you're killing me, so burn in hell; you fail as parents.
I'm really glad i got a chance to release that, even if only into the vastness that is cyberspace.



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