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dyingroses · 24 days
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I mean I hated my younger brother for probably the first 10 years of his life, like he was so cute but i did not think so because he was a boy who stole all the attention from me and was boring and annoying
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leija · 1 year
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An Tagen wie diesen kann ich nichts. Ich bin zu dumm und zu unfähig für die banalsten Kleinigkeiten. Ich würde mich ja selbst auslachen, wenn ich nicht mit heulen beschäftigt wäre.
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finlo · 1 year
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Bye 2022
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deaddaisybaby · 2 years
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Whenever I try to
Get my shit together
Mind my own business
Work towards a better future
I feel
Like an imposter
Not worthy
Undeserving
Like I’m betraying my family
-will I be broke forever?
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Life as it goes
Feeling my emotions as they come in waves. My mother and I had a conversation that was needed and I knew was coming. I boundary was set and now I know my life will be changing. This is not like my mom and I are not talking anymore or I won't be visiting my parents during the holiday. Less intense than that but I needed to move on some and stop her from over-functioning in my life. My dad is involved too and even though he says he wants boundaries in life, he struggles with giving up those connections and likes feeling needed. And although I am ready for this, my anxiety spikes when my life changes. I am much better at handling it now (thank you therapy) and I am facing uncertainty head-on.
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lucy-ashton · 2 years
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Hello! I am looking for prompts on how to write family struggles between father and mother that create a psychopath.
Or sociopath. Any ideas
Hello anon!
It's an interesting question, I must say. Family issues and struggles are often the cause of traumatic childhood experiences that can actually lead a child to a complicated, or even criminal, adult life. However, just a passing tip, you must remember that family background is not the only cause behind the creation of a sociopath or psychopath mentality. Without wanting to start a lecture, scientists define sociopathy for example as an integral part of the personality of each child until adulthood (≈18 years old) when their intellect would be mature enough to have assimilated the difference between good and bad. As such, if your main character or your protagonist is a psychopath/sociopath in the making, it might be interesting to ensure that his/her family experience is the cause of an intellectual disorder which means that he/she never properly integrated the difference between good and bad.
Anyway, as for the prompts you ask, I do have a few in mind, but in general, I think it's always more realistic to draw inspiration from your own life, your own experiences (or that of relatives or friends). If yourself or themselves have experienced family difficulties, you could use them as a support for your inspiration. It doesn't have to be exactly like the real thing, but it's a good exercise nonetheless.
Well, here are some main ideas for now:
Domestic violence
Loss of parents/family member
Sexual harassment/abuse.
These kinds of events are really horrible, but there are lots of minor issues in seemingly happy families that can pile up and also make the life of family members quite depressing. The fact they don’t do immediate harm doesn’t mean they need no solving.
Parent neglect. One shouldn’t think that for a kid to have shelter, food and clothes is enough to grow up healthy both mentally and physically.
Divorce and its consequences. This can have a major impact on some children that are particularly sensitive or believe their family to be "perfect".
Toxic and narcissistic parents/Toxic and abusive relationship. Dysfunctional families are at the core of the creation of most known serial killers.
Substance abuse in the family.
LGBTQA+ persecution and its consequences.
Religious conflicts/Religious fanaticism.
Teenage delinquency.
Foster child.
Living with senile/disabled family members. A senile grandparent could have abused a child. The difference between right and wrong is thus broken because someone who was supposed to watch over and care for the child actually hurt and harmed them.
Burden of parents' expectations and their consequences.
Family secrets or unsaid truths. For example, adultery; adoption; prison; murder; rape...
That's all I can think of. Hoping this will help you. I wish you good luck with your writing, if you have any other questions in mind, do not hesitate!
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xtrablak674 · 26 days
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Is it Wrong I'm Still Mad About These Lost Clothes?
Back in '09 when I reconnected if that is the appropriate word with my now late brother I donated pieces from my wardrobe to him. In addition to kitchenware, some art and a few books. Some of my Sean John baggy premium denim pants, some shirts including this I think Tommy Hilfiger orange button-down. These were pieces I hadn't worn in a long time, a lot of them being purchased when I was significantly heavier, all in excellent condition and well-cared for.
Its the thoughtlessness that got to me, first when his wife and him got evicted from the apartment that I had 'Trading Spaces' for them transforming it into a nice comfortable nook. All the furniture, artwork, clothes and mostly the tangerine gumdrop iMac I had loaned them were forfeited with their eviction. As I later told him, I am sure you knew the eviction was coming, even if you were embarrassed you could have told me to come and get the computer back. Sadly, this thought had never even entered his head.
I was excited about the opportunity to attempt to have a better sibling relationship, but it seemed I was foiled before I even began, he was so ingrained with false-images of who is dad's people were. He had a tendency after this apartment to be on and off homeless, sometimes spending time crashing at his mom's place with his kids.
His mom was the person who encouraged his own paranoia, distrust and dependent behavior, she never wanted him to be a self-sufficient adult, but a dependent subservient who she could easily manipulate as she saw fit. She told her grandkids they would be with her until they were forty, her eldest daughter hadn't left the paternal home until she was forty-five so this foretelling of the future would probably come to be.
Intellectually I understand when you give someone something its no longer your concern what happens to the given item. But the thing that gets to me is the lack of care given to the items. I still have some clothes I haven't worn in years, but are still in great condition ready to be worn. It just upsets me that he couldn't give the same care and attention to these clothes.
The thing I have to remember is his living situation was comparable to his mental health, he was diagnosed with bi-polar disorder something I think he shared with his mother, albeit hers had remained unofficially diagnosed and thus untreated. I can recall being on the phone with him for hours during one of his manic phases, and even though he told me he took his medication, it was clear he didn't.
There is a lot of disappointment for me in our relationship, we never fully connected in a way that I wanted and it seemed that I was always the one who was trying to encourage shared activities between us. His mom orchestrated our estrangement and aloofness, her own mental health making her paranoid of any relationships directly outside of her purview.
Albeit I initiated the next and final estrangement with his abandoning his post of grandson as I dealt with our grandmothers declining mental acuity alone. You would have thought he had the good sense to make me aware of his own declining health due to his extensive smoking. But like most things with him, that didn't happen either. His eldest daughter reached out to me to let me know of his passing.
I guess I should let go of these lost clothes, and the fact that like our long dead father I will never have the relationship with him that I wanted. But its hard when most of your familial relationships have either ended in estrangement or death, you crave connection with folks from your point of origin as a validation of your identity and a connection to something larger than yourself. In my own experience these attempts ultimately end up in neglect, unresolved issues/feelings and finally failure. This is why I don't even try anymore, it makes more sense focusing on my personal happiness than trying to connect with folks who seem to have little to no interest in connecting with you.
[Photo by Brown Estate]
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in-sightpublishing · 2 months
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My Journey
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mimi0421 · 3 months
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she cries silently
she spent the last 2 years rebuilding her life for not just her daughter but also her family not just for herself clearly because she misses them so. but all the cries sent to her dad for a hug much needed dad hug went unanswered, she begged for some love and support yet all she got was cruelty, judgement, and constant back lash about her past choices. her family just couldnt seem to look past her past, even though she had done everything she was supposed to do by law so she herself could be free again. to this day she thanks God daily for the strength to get through the hardships of life, her work and of course her family. she cries inside every single day, wears that fake smile she has learned to perfect over time, and yet the world would truly never guess just how traumatic her life had been. and with how cruel her life has been she is still humble, loving, caring, nurturing, and just honestly wants to be loved by someone for herself. she has so much love to give.......... so she cries silently. at home alone every single day, nobody truly wanting to spend time with her, and the ones who do are not spending time with her bc they want to, its bc they are using her, and when she tries to stand up for herself they put her down in every way a woman can be made feel less than. and still she cries silently...........
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Up in newcastle with my mum for newyears.
Last year we didn't fight much. Lets see this year.
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smolgaycat · 5 months
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major transphobia from my family rn feels shitty to know them honestly
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leija · 1 year
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Wofür schreibe ich eigentlich ellenlange Briefe, wenn die Adressaten kein Wort davon verstehen? Meine Mutter schreibt mir, obwohl ich den Kontakt aus guten Gründen unterbunden habe. Und mein Vater, mit dem ich eigentlich Kontakt haben möchte, meldet sich nicht einmal zu meinem Geburtstag.
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readersmagnet · 5 months
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My Alcoholic, My Love by Margaret Moschak
"My Alcoholic, My Love" by Margaret Moschak tells a genuine portrayal of what it's like to live with an alcoholic husband. Moschak's honest story reveals her struggles to protect her family from the chaos. She had to make a difficult decision to prioritize her loved ones, and she found help and support from the Al-Anon organization.
Witness her journey toward the pursuit of a more fulfilling life for herself and her children. Grab a copy at www.myalcoholicmylove.com.
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saltwaterbreeze09 · 6 months
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Bond of a Family
Even in the midst of this challenging year, which is possibly the toughest we've faced as a family, we remain unbroken.
Seeing our parents grapple with unfamiliar struggles is painful, yet it also sparks a flame of hope in us. Wealth and privilege might have eluded us, but one treasure we've safeguarded is our family's unique bond.
Our connection has not only endured but grown stronger. Yes, we are in the thrall of struggle, but we are also in the middle of a shared fight. We are resilient; we are a team. The trials we face today are arduous, but they are shaping us, tempering us, and one day, they will simply be chapters in our family's book of life.
Hold faith in the belief that we will navigate our way through this storm and emerge even stronger. This is our story; we are its authors, and the ink with which we write is made of grit, courage, and invincible love.
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Unveiling Our Alienator: The Truth About Tina Wilkinson
On December 17, 2015, amidst a staggering 17 court appearances, a pivotal day was uniquely recorded, capturing a momentous turning point in our relentless battle against parental alienation. This specific court date emerged as a consequence of the alienator’s relentless attempts to undermine our family. Back on September 24, 2015, she had invoked the intervention of the police, despite a prior…
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a-milestone · 6 months
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Had a bit of a family emergency last week which me and my younger brother handled by intervening and trying to logically set out a process. My older brother was in Scotland for work and we kept him on the loop about the goings on, which involved my mum, step dad and youngest brother. I felt we handled the situation well, and all things considered my mum is doing much better this week. Long story short, my step dad is an asshole but money worries suck and will drive desperate people to do desperate things.
My older brother however doesn't think we handled it correctly and believes we should have been angry about the situation and influenced my mum to ditch step dad. But you can't make that decision without all the factors, namely what it would do to my youngest brother who idolises his dad.
I know that family can sometimes fall out but my brothers and I are very close as we've gotten older. And this stings a bit that my older brother is acting this way, however I feel it's because he wasn't there to help and has his own problems at the moment.
This has been a post and congrats to those who read through. I am now on half term for my week off and hoping I will get to do some car shopping and miniature painting
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