This is going to be a whole vent thread for today since I have a lot on my mind.
I will make this clear now - I am not suicidal nor am I planning on hurting myself. I just need to get these thoughts out.
I truely don& #39;t understand why I was born into this family. For my entire life I was thrown to the side for someone else to take care of (either my brother or my grandparents) and as soon as I turned 8, I& #39;ve not been allowed to be a child.
Even before that I was scolded for
Doing things every young child does. Though I& #39;m not sure everyone else was shouted at and...
My health has never been important. I tried expressing it subtley in school and all I was told was to call my GP since I& #39;m 18 now. My parents would get mad if I asked for the
GP& #39;s number, but I didn& #39;t want to tell them that with a teacher listening. I& #39;m terrified of a teacher reporting back to the school and then my parents, since I know the shouting and fighting would only get worse.
I& #39;m so alone. School used to be my one exit from home but now its
Nothing. All it did today was give me a migraine and remind me of my loneliness. When I went home, forced myself to do most of my homework and was just about to go to bed at 5pm - my dad asked me to sit in the front room. I told him I was about to have a nap. Shouting, "selfish"
"All you ever think about is yourself" he says as he slams my door, breaking the handle a little more each day.
People don& #39;t understand. I& #39;m not allowed to be sick. I have to do work, go to school - basically act like I& #39;m healthy when I& #39;m not. I& #39;ve been sick 2x this week alone
Excluding migraines. My dad almost started shouting at me again and pulled the whole "we have to return to normal".
He put the heating on in his car despite being aware that I& #39;m heat sensitive, he didn& #39;t care, and I thought I was gonna throw up. That was today.
They& #39;re refusing to bring me to the GP again for my migraines, just as they have for the past 5 years. But they& #39;re getting worse. They blamed my breathing issues on me being "unfit" even though it& #39;s been getting worse and my dad has asthma. I don& #39;t have a diagnosis or an inhaler
I& #39;ve been struggling to breathe properlly when wearing a mask for almost 8 hours a day. But without a diagnosis, the school doesn& #39;t care. My parents don& #39;t care. It& #39;s hard for me to do anything without being out of breath
And then their treatment of the virus. They keep forcing me to interact with my immunocompromised grandad everyday after school, even though I keep telling them that I don& #39;t want to.
"You won& #39;t get it"
They& #39;re putting my grandad at risk, for what? No good reason
Most recently it was the tooth. I noticed a hole in my tooth a few months ago, and tried telling them. They said they couldn& #39;t see it so it wasn& #39;t actually there.
I kept telling them when it hurt and the hole got bigger, and they only brought me to a dentist last week
That was my first dentist appointment in 5 years. Turns out the decay was just above where it would reach the nerve. So we got there just in time. Now I have to have a proper filling.
When my sister& #39;s tooth was sore a year or so ago, they brought her to a dentist within the week
Don& #39;t even get me started on mental health. I was forced to be the "normal" child for my entire life and they& #39;re stilling holding me up to those standards.
My brother is often treated the same way as me. My sister gets so much and she doesn& #39;t even realise it
I never knew how weird my family was when I was younger, because I didn& #39;t really have friends. But then in secondary school, I started to realise. Younger siblings aren& #39;t meant to be caretakers, they& #39;re not meant to be mature by age 8
I cried at night bc I wanted their families
Today, as I was walking out of the school gates and up to my grandparents house - I couldn& #39;t help but look at the cars going pass on the road. And thought about how it would be if I threw myself in front of one that was speeding down the road
I hate to admit it, but
I& #39;ve thought about it a lot. But espcially for the past week.
I miss when I thought I was loved. And the one time someone did love me, I drove them away because I was too much.
It& #39;s not helped when this cage of a body tortures me every day
I& #39;m just so fed up. When will things start looking better again?
If my brother shows this thread to my parents, I& #39;m fucked.
My voice never mattered
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