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Vent about how parents and/or other family fucked over you/your dreams by making terrible choices for you via neglect, close mindedness, laziness, totally ignoring what you wanted etc and how your coping as an adult.
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I lost my dad a couple of years ago and it was very difficult for me. He died of liver failure from drinking himself to death. He raised me, as my mother was not around and I didn't see her for years at a time. Honestly, he was a terrible father. It was routine for me to be expected to do everything in the house because I was a "woman"(I was 8), I would go days without eating because he would never buy groceries, he would gamble away all of our money(he surprisingly made a shitton), he would mentally abuse me every single day and so on. In hindsight, I would honestly describe my childhood as torture. When he was sober he would treat me nicer, especially when I was very young. Throughout the years, whenever we would have arguments I would always repeat that I hope he dies, that I would never go to his funeral and I would never visit his grave. I moved out when I was 16 and basically went no-contact. When he died I felt so terrible and broken. I could only think about all the times he was a good father and how much he loved me. I was not able to go to his funeral because I was in a different country. I have not visited his grave or even ordered him a gravestone. I feel such intense feeling of guilt nowadays, because I don't miss him anymore. I don't love him. I couldn't care less. I know I have the right to feel this way for all the hell he put me through, but I come from a conservative society, where "family is family" and that's that. With the I kind of realised that I was not actually mourning him, I was mourning the father I wished he was. I was not crying because I missed him, I was crying because I thought of myself as a little girl and how much she needed a father. That's basically it, honestly. It always feels so lonely whenever I talk with other people about our childhoods, because when others share even silly little stories it makes you realise how dysfunctional your childhood was and how much it affected you. I try to never think about it and move on with my life. A couple of weeks ago I watched the tv show about Natalia Grace with Mark Duplass(kek) and the episode where they left her alone in that apartment really shook me. I don't know if anyone would even know what I am talking about. I have gotten so used to not thinking about my childhood or what my parents put me through, that whenever I actually do it makes me spiral.
No. 2599169
>>2597666Anon, not to scare you but if he's saying things like
that he most likely has skeletons in his closet…
No. 2599643
>>2599169I hate to defend him but he's just a retarded
victim blamer, he's too much of a shut in retard to actually have done anything. The equivalent of a keyboard warrior basement dweller who never goes out