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one-abuse-survivor · 7 months
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Man, sometimes I'm literally just chilling at home and I randomly realise how good and normal life is without my mother in it. I just marvel at myself, like, "look at me just lying down on the sofa texting my friends. Look at me making dinner for myself. No one to yell at me or threaten me or violently criticise everything I do. Hell YEAH."
Day-to-day home life without that woman in my life is so fucking good. Good riddance 😌
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solsticeamaris · 2 years
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a mother's love can only extend so far.
it stops at a dismal shore, and gravel slices at small feet.
the comfort of a favorite meal is further out.
the comfort of a warm embrace is further out.
the comfort of a path to healing is much, much further out.
so much so, in fact, that rather than assisting me on my path, a "mother's love" stands in the way.
and so i let myself drift further out to sea,
where memories of being left behind,
of my hair tugged this way,
my arm yanked that way,
when tender wounds colored in red and green and grey
would bloom across my skin,
disgust, distaste, neglect
a torrent of insults,
thinly veiled by a siren's deceptive call
lack of food, lack of care
an intentionally ignorant hand tracing my scars
dirty clothes and sweaty palms and greasy hair,
the choice to mar the child you bore.
i will forever drown beside these memories,
and they will drown with me-
there is no lighthouse for a mother's love
not when she so maliciously continues to stare
and stand in my path.
still, i do not push past her
i do not swim to the shore.
i drown in the emptiness occupying the space in which there should have been connection.
i inhale the scent of my own agony.
i learn to relish the taste of solitude.
i learn to live (and die) alone.
the sun sets, and an adult has been twisted out of my once-adolescent shadow.
the woman is rendered helpless, no longer in control of her child.
she finally steps out of our way,
but it is too late.
both lady and daughter have decayed amidst the crushing expectation of being what cannot be.
being enough.
the sirens cheer.
they eat my corpse alive, feast on the cries for help repressed beneath my jugular
and the hatred growing cold between my ribs.
the last remains of my existence wash up onto shore,
mottled,
but content.
i am content.
for i have been the comfort of a favorite meal.
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gonelegacy · 2 years
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my sitch at home has reached critical stage unfortunately 
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just in case read more is still broken. 
hi this is such a desperate attempt but i really need someone who can LOAN me £200 i can pay it back on the 10th of June but without it I believe I will be in physical danger. Of course I will pay it back in full I’m just desperate and unsure on what to do.    pls just private message me about this. i’m not asking for donations or anything like that. I just don’t have any friends i can ask. 
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wildbasil · 23 days
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things haven't been great but i think they will be. eventually 🌻🌼🩷
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wilwheaton · 2 years
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How did you get into acting? Was it something you've always wanted to do?
My mother forced me to become an actor when I was seven, and then refused to let me quit, even though I literally begged her to stop making me work. She used and exploited me to get things she wanted for herself.
I sincerely believed acting was something I wanted to do, because my mother manipulated and gaslighted me my entire childhood. I was completely brainwashed. By the time I was old enough to realize that not only was it not my idea, but that I didn't have to be an actor any more if I didn't want to, I was terrified I would be the huge failure my abusive father always made me believe I was, so I kept trying to be an actor well into my 30s.
In my 40s, I decided to retire from acting on-camera, and use what I'd learned over the years to work as a voice actor, audiobook narrator, and writer. I'm a New York Times bestselling author! And number on audiobook narrator!
I just turned 50 in July. I'm still doing the performing and entertaining work I'm pretty good at, but I'm only doing it on my terms. My favorite thing I'm doing right now is hosting The Ready Room, the official online destination for all things Star Trek universe.
I'm the happiest I've ever been in my life. I'm truly thriving. I've been married for almost 24 years, I have two wonderful children and a daughter-in-law I love like my own. It's a really good life, but I'm not going to lie: I had to crawl through a LOT of shit to get here.
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ohnoitsthebat · 2 years
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Why did I have to get dealt with a mother that's a narcissistic, emotionally abusive bitch? What did I ever do to deserve that?
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leodeserti · 2 years
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Just talked back to my mother to try to regain some autonomy over my body, she ignored me basically! ☺️ but I think she finally realized she can't force me to get a perm anymore
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one-time-i-dreamt · 12 days
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I booked a $250 event as a gift to my mom where they'd teach you how to wash/clean dolphins but it got canceled because Harry Styles got arrested for never cooking for his wife and it was claimed to be domestic violence and it was all over the news like a national emergency so every hotel and every booking got denied.
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hearts4juzi · 17 days
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Tessa fucks me up dude can I just talk about her for a sec? Yeah? Yeah.
She loved those drones. She loved them because they were what she had. She felt sympathy for them when nobody else did. And I like to think there was a little bit of loneliness motivating her as well.
Her mother hated her. She was nothing to her. When her mother scolded her by saying "seems you still can't follow simple orders" her respone was "No, no no! Please!" BEGGING. Begging her mother to believe in her and be kind to her. She got chained up in her room (multiple times btw. At leas tthats implied. the hand she winced at and rubbed is the same hand the chain was on, which means shed be chained up long enough for it to rub her skin painfully. long enough to leave lasting pain.)
She is very connected to these drones, to the point where she kept all the error drones aroud because she LOVED them. She spent time digging them up. HELL SHE TOOK A FAMILY PHOTO WITH THEM DUDE...
Even when Cyn was creepy and scary, she kept her around. She'd rather lock Cyn up than get rid of her. and when n points it out, shes apologetic and hesitant. But we know WHY she did that. Even if it was kind of a sucky move, it was because she didnt wanna have to throw cyn out. and in the end that killed her.
Also she knows J well enough to know what sets her off (enough to. bite the shit out of a chain). She knows them. and she loves them.
I wish we'd gotten to know more about her an N. why is he so clearly her favorite? but thats not relevant ig
also her saying "I've only ever yakked to robots, J!" She has NO human friends. she has nobody to support her other than these robots. these robots who get treated like garbage by her family.
and then she has to watch these robots turn on her. Not just THESE ROBOTS but the three that she loved most. (also im going off what wouldve happened in ep 5 WITHOUT uzi, where n doesnt get out of the swamp, and nobody goes down to the basement)
V first, then Cyn, then J. And we KNOW she loved these three+N especially bc she took a family photo w them, interacted with them more often, and generally just seemed much closer with them.
and what does she get for it? killed. And also its implied by this screenshot that she wasnt ACTUALLY killed by cyn right then
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(the scientists, the sword beside her, the footprints, the way shes sitting against the wall, the expression she has. she totally just saw all that shit)
and she cant have been skyn bc the scientists wouldve known. the skinsuit wasnt exactly. hm. pretty.
which means she DID see her whole family+more slaughtered in front of her while she was powerless to stop it. She DID see J violently kill everyone around her. She DID see Cyn kill everyone. And she just has to. Deal with that. And despite all her efforts, the solver took over and cyn killed her. (im assuming tessa died somewhere around when n's mineshaft flashback was like i mentioned b4)
and all the while she was convinced shed lose N, id assume. based on the state of the other drone out there.
And honestly, i think what she got was worse.
also i am team "N knew Tessa wasn't the same Tessa he knew back on Earth"
The way he looked at her, and the way he was suspicious of her. He knew HIS Tessa would never treat a drone like this. Cyn has been known to have relatively shitty recreations of people at times (like Thad in episode two) But even so there was no way he could believe it was someone else (like. who would it be? he saw her blood he heard her voice like...) which is why he was so stressed after killing her (when he leaned on his sword and was breathing heavy, yk?)
he loved her and she loved him and now shes dead. just like everyone else he loved.
this isnt about n but like. idk if tessa could see him now i think shed cry. she loved him and all of them
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lostmf · 20 days
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pain-is-my-game · 1 year
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It's terrible knowing that if I ever show sadness or show anything emotion that's not positive towards anything whether it's my fault or not I'll either get blamed for it or told that my emotions are irrational.
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one-abuse-survivor · 7 months
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Sometimes I can't stop thinking about the fact my abuser will never see what she did to me as abuse.
I just know that if I ever told her, to her face, "you've abused me and you're the reason I have C-PTSD", her reaction would be "you think that was abuse???" in her most hurt and disbelieving tone. She'd be outraged, and laugh at me, and tell me how selfish and ungrateful I am for acting like this. She'd ask what she did to deserve this, and probably tell me I've allowed others to brainwash me into hating her, even after every good thing she's done for me.
And I fucking hate it. I fucking hate that she ruined my life to the point I had to put myself back together through tears and more pain than I could bear, and she gets to go through life thinking she was a perfectly good mother who was just struggling, and whose actions were justified.
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Semifinals
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TW: child abuse, manipulation, torture, murder, mass murder, child abandonment
Shadow Weaver propaganda
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Titania propaganda
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livininaburninghouse · 4 months
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It is a valid response.
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letteriwillneversend · 4 months
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having parents that are nothing more than unfriendly strangers wearing familiar voices that say familiar things makes you wonder if there was ever any such thing as home.
it makes you wonder what it might be like to have a bad day and have someone you can call or talk to. what it might be like to have someone you can to for advice or comfort. what it might be like to have a shoulder or lap you can finally rest your head on. what it might be like to have a bowl of cut fruit that spells out unconditional love.
some days i find myself looking for home even when i don’t know what to look for.
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traumatizedjaguar · 3 months
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they tell you to reach out for help, then people just get mad at you when you do.
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