My sisters hate men, and they take it out on me. they pretend like it's feminism or whatever but really they just are so angry and bitter towards anything ''manly'' and i had to pay the price for it cuz they are older. the result is that i now pretend that they died, i ignore them completely and don't interact with them at all... after a couple years of this i think they are starting to understand what their blind hatred did, and how it destroyed the family, but now i don't care anymore, dealing with that was hell, and now that i'm strong enough to just ignore them completely, i will never go back, i will let them live in regret of the things that they did just because i am the youngest sibling.
I am bipolar. I just can't take this anymore
So I met this guy on facebook when i was a kid. He inspired me so much to do better in my life. It was long gone, we lost contact but whenever I talk to someone from his country, I get a lil excited. He means something to me it's ridiculous.
***laughs in british***
I have no self-esteem and hate myself and I don't even try to hide that, yet people think I am arrogant.
"Freedom is gone from this world, one only sees lords and servants nowadays, Deceitfulness and treachery reigns, over the cowardly human race" -Friedrich von Schiller, Reiterlied.
I know it has been two years already and not talking about it has helped a lot in avoiding unnecessary arguments but i always wanted you to know that I'm still hurting. I wanted you to acknowledge what I'm feeling, that I'm still affected and i still cry almost every night. I wanted you to console me and tell me that it's okay to cry sometimes. I wanted you to hug me and make me feel that you'll never let go again. Ignoring the fact that it happened did not helped me. It helped our relationship work but I'm still broken.
One of the reasons why people don't care about virtues and morale anymore is the misguided love for the "progressive" left, and their "anything goes" attitude towards harmful ideas.
I thought I would not have to use confesster again but I need to talk about something. My brother sexually assaulted me a few years ago and since then I've been goingback and forth from "fine i'm over it" to "oh wait no i'm not okay at all". Tonight is one of the not okay moments. My current boyfriend and a couple friends know about this, but I don't want to talk to them about this totally out of the blue, they would not understand why I would bring that up for no apparent reason. The fact is that there is no actual reason, some nights I just can't help but think about it again and again and re-live the moment and feel so stuck but I can't stop. It's been more than two years and I'm still not fine. I'm beginning to think that if I stopped hiding it from everyone it would help me, because I feel like I'm protecting him while he's the one who has destroyed me. But the major problem is that if I talk about this, my parents would end up at least as sad as I am, my family would be totally ruined and broken down. I know it would be his fault and not mine, but the results for everyone else but me would be awful. I guess I don't want to do it but I wish I could. Please help.
I'm currently on a 1 month leave because of a surgery. The problem is that I am not paid during this leave and I don't have any money left. The sickness assistance that I filed in the government is going to be delayed according to the person who's processing it. Also, my partner's salary is not enough to support us. I don't know what to do anymore!