She wanted to tell me that her child (6th grade) would not be in school for a few days, and decided a picture of the dead relative in the casket would be the best way of letting me know.
How’s your May going?
(Wasn't sure whether to flair as support or advice)
It's pretty much what the title says, and I'm (m23) hoping to find opinions from anyone who may have lived through what she's gone through before I tell her anything when I've grown up very differently, and I don't want to come off as insensitive
She (f21) wants to strip at our wedding, and she asked me if I'd be okay with it. I didn't think she was serious, but when I asked if she was and why she would want to, she said that she was and that her dad wants her to return her purity ring at the wedding, along with how they talked to her about purity when she was younger and prevented her from doing a lot of things that she wanted to (between dance and friends), but that she doesn't want to promote what her friends have called abuse on her parent's side and things she's had to overcome to wash her mind from what they installed, and it's still something that she struggles with today. She also expressed guilt regarding masturbating when she was younger and stuff about being ashamed of her body and other things that she still isn't ready to talk about yet. I asked if she wanted to speak to someone else about it, either with me or without, or even holding off on the wedding if she wanted, but she wants to continue and said that it's something she needs to do, but that the thought of returning the ring and making him happy just makes her angry, and I don't know how to help her when I've grown up with much less restrictive parents
I've done some brief research on purity after she bought this up, some from articles to even stories from people who have experienced it and some who even say that it develops unnecessary complexes and messed them up psychologically whenever it came to things surrounding sex, but not enough to know or relate to her much better, but I don't want her to be uncomfortable with anything. And if this situation regarding the ring has allowed us to find something to work on before getting married to strengthen our relationship and overcome together, I'm more than happy to slow down and work with her until we're both ready because that'll be awesome in the future, even if that means canceling or postponing the wedding at the moment, given how much the ring has been bothering her or if it's something that she still feels she's obligated to wear out of some twisted obedience to her parents when she's an adult, and she was very uncomfortable when she told me all of this, and I found myself angry at her parents for putting that complex on their daug
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Dad: Men are built for things like that, why do you think Jehovah always had the Israelite men going to War and not the women?
Hahahahahhahahahah what the fuckkkkkkkkk
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Dying of “old age” is the mother of all euphemisms.
"But they were going to find out that there are two of us eventually," I thought as I tossed their son into the river.
So, I have ptsd and moderately severe depression disorder. I was recently diagnosed in February with these, and my slate of incorrect diagnosis was wiped clean. My parents got me tested when I was 4 or 5 for mental disabilities because my biological mother did a lot of drugs and alcohol heavily while she was pregnant with me. My parents I am talking about are my adopted parents. Now, I love my parents and they love me, but they are heavily Christian, my dad's a pastor at a church and my mom works at a private Christain school (where I went to school as well) I have never really believed in their god, simply because it was always shown that at church we had to dress nice, participate in service, etc...so many rules but always judgement for people who did not believe. I am bisexual/pansexual and gender fluid. They know that as well, and it often leads to us fighting with each other. But, my recent dilemma is, my mom thinks that the devil and his demons are attacking me because I got a book that is apparently "evil" it's a book that helps me learn to clean my crystals and grow better herbs and such, I'm a empathic healer, so I often use crystals and herbs to help ground my wacky energy because when I am around people who have negative energy it reflects onto me. I can't read peoples body language or understand their tones, I can only read their feelings, emotions and the energy they give off. (Which is why my.mom thinks I am autistic because I can't get social ques) I can, it's just different than most people because I can only read and understand their feelings. So, I have an ex boyfriend of over a year and a half ago who was abusive and a huge narcissist and manipulator, he tried to kill me, and about two months ago, reached out to me threatening my life. I'm taking action by putting a protection order on him and sueing him. I've been hospitalized so many times because of how much distress he has put me in. But recently, I fainted twice this month with a feeling of, I was dying. My parents came to pick me up (I moved to a different state this past year) and took me back home as the doctors said I should not be left alone because of me fainting. My mother told me, I needed to accept Jesus into my heart and call out his name, as this book has opened up the devil and his demons to attack me. When I went to my doctor back home where I grew up, she said it was acute anxiety attacks from my ptsd and it's actually pretty common among people with ptsd. She gave me
... keep reading on reddit ➡I've always struggled with my weight and my parents make it worse.
they call me 'chubs' jokingly or LoVINgLy as they say bc, they love to tell me how to feel. but on top of this, every time they get angry they use my weight as an insult.
"you never listen to us. you didn't listen to us about your weight and look at where you ended up"
so u can see why I have some insecurities about my body and where they come from.
and then once in a while, when THEY feel like it, they expect lots of physical and emotional affection. like, no, don't fucking touch my body. you don't get to berate me and then demand love out of guilt or desire for validation. I'm 18 and even if I wasn't I still have the right to say I don't fucking want a hug. they've scarred me so much, feeling their kiss on my cheek almost brings me to tears, that's how much I dislike it.
and I've expressed this to them. it's not that they don't know. and each time I've been met with variations of these 3 responses:
- why? you're my daughter? I can't hug you even though you're my daughter?
- ugh, you're so weird (playing it off as a joke) and then going to my younger brother and saying I'll hug you instead because your sister is weird (one of the many ways they've tried to turn my brother against me, which has thankfully never worked, we are besties)
- fine. I don't NEED your hug, I won't hug you ever again. (never happened)
it's obvious that they see my body as something they're entitled to. because I've made it abundantly clear that I hate touching them. I will dodge their hugs and kisses as much as possible and squirm and complain when they manage to force it on me. I cannot imagine being in their position and nOt understanding what my child is telling me. it's a trauma response. you've traumatised me. just stop.
you cannot expect the advantages of a healthy parent-child bond when you have done no work to create that kind of relationship with me. I do not owe you anything just because you decided to give birth to me.
fuck, I can not wait until I move out. as soon as I do, I'm cutting them out of my life.
Howdy! My name is FoxInLaw, and holy crap it's been a long ass time since I made a post. I've got a few more stories about my parents that I can tell at some other time, but I wanted to make this post real quick because this is something common I see in a lot of reddit posts I read/listen to. A lot of issues crop up with people's mental health, and much of that can be mitigated, or at least managed, by regular mental health treatment when the effected are young.
I see a lot of posts where the OP is like "Well my child is 10-17 and they don't want therapy so what am I supposed to do?" The answer is simple:
You force them.
Until your child is 18, they have NO say over their health whatsoever. There is a difference between "Good Touch, Bad Touch" and "You need mental/emotional help that I cannot give you.". If your 16 year old kid was to get seriously hurt, would you not take them to the hospital because they don't want you do? If they caught "that which must not be named", would you not get them treatment because they turn 18 tomorrow? Of course not.
That's not your job as a parent.
Your job as a parent is NOT to be your kids best friend. Your job is NOT to make life fair. Hell it's not even to make your kid comfortable. Your job as a parent is to keep your kid alive and help them learn to be a functional adult. That may mean doing shit that they won't necessarily like, but what would you prefer? Your kid hating you for a little bit, or your kid turning into either a criminal or someone who gives up on life?
Now stop it. If your kid is obviously in pain, or showing signs of being in pain, get them some help. Even if you have to manhandle them into your car and taking them to therapy kicking and screaming.
A female student in my class (year 5) has significant body odour that other teachers and students have also commented on (to me not to the student.) She is more developed than her peers. We’ve had a few conversations as a whole class as well as Life Education sessions that talked about hygiene. I don’t want to talk to this girl about it because it would be so embarrassing for her. How do I bring this up with the parents? What if she is already wearing deodorant?
So I told my dad that I want to make a body pillow and explained how a body pillow looks like. He said ok and found the idea of a body pillow funny. Then he said let's ask your mom. Well I kinda had a bad feeling about this. My dad told my mom and she asked me if i will print something on it I said yeah a video game character. She suddenly got mad and said what kind of sexual fantasy is this. I am extremely shocked by what i just heard from her and my day is ruined. Why would she think of this in a sexual way I have no idea.
Also my parents ridicule about 'not wanting to exercise' but I do. I just dont feel comfortable around my parents when I exercise. I also have no where else to exercise but my home. And my dad is always home so... Idk what to do
EDIT I am a 14 male. Quite fit
On the evening of March 18th, 1974, 13-year-old Lori Ann Brickley left her parents Markle, Indiana home to mail a letter at the local drugstore, just two blocks away. Markle only had a population of about 900 residents, and was thought to be the definition of a safe, small town. However, when Lori Ann didn’t promptly return home, her parents grew concerned and summoned police.
It was learned that Lori Ann had made it to the drug store on the main street in town to mail the letter. An employee who was working when Lori had came in, said Lori mailed the letter, and left the store around 8:30, just prior to the store closing. Another pair of witnesses said around 8:40 P.M., they saw Lori Ann turn into a nearby alley, a shortcut Lori Ann had taken home many times.
However after the sighting of Lori Ann near the alley, no one had seen her. An all out search of the town began. Volunteers searched the nearby fields, woods, and small ponds, but found no sign of the missing teen.
Three days later, on March 21st, a 74-year-old man named Ivan Ormsby went out for his morning walk. Ivan walked across the street and down an alley that ran behind an abandoned house that was adjacent to his property. As he passed behind the abandoned property, Ivan noticed something inside of a small outhouse located directly behind the house. As he approached, Ivan quickly realized it was the body of a young girl.
Ivan summoned police immediately, telling them of his discovery in the nearby outhouse. Police confirmed that the body was that of Lori Ann.
Lori Ann had been stabbed multiple times in the chest. The fatal wound was determined to be a stab wound that severed a major artery causing Lori Ann’s lungs to fill with blood. An autopsy was preformed and concluded that Lori Ann had not been sexually assaulted.
Police would release few details about the crime scene, however local rumors seem to indicate Lori Ann was found in a kneeling position with her head in the toilet, and her pants down. (THESE ARE ONLY RUMORS AND I DO NOT KNOW IF THERE IS ANY TRUTH TO THEM.)
The outhouse was a mere 150 feet away from Lori Ann’s home and in plain view of US 224. Due to the cold weather, an exact time of death could not be determined.
Police questioned numerous suspects, however no arrests were ever made. Sadly, Lori Ann’s mother, father, and brother, all passed away without ever knowing who killed her.
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About 2 weeks ago, I found my dad's body face down on his living room floor. He died of a heart attack.
Each time I look at photos or think of him, my brain flashes back to seeing him on the ground. I keep trying to snap myself out of it – I want to remember him for so much more than how I last saw him, but I'm finding it difficult.
I'm wondering if anyone has been through something similar and how you've coped? I feel really alone in these feelings, though I am supported by friends and family.
My boyfriend was with me when it happened and has talked a little about having flashbacks as well. He's been such a huge support for me, and is really the only person I feel comfortable talking through the flashbacks with. But, I feel as though I'm overwhelming him with my feelings in addition to his own...
Did anyone else’s parent(s) absolutely RUIN your confidence as a teenager? Let me know if any of these things remind you of your parent(s). Triggers: eating disorders, body shaming, mental health problems.
Before I begin, I will say that from these stories it’s obvious that my mom is very insecure and has major problems with her body. She grew up being praised for being skinny and modeled briefly but now she’s healthy and could be a plus size model probably (she’s a size 12 or 14 probably, hourglass figure). I’m just trying to give you a glimpse into her frame of mind but I realize that this is not an excuse for her behavior towards me. I cannot relate to making others feel bad about themselves. If someone’s around me, I’m gonna build them up not tear them down.
I grew up with my parents always commenting on women’s appearances on the tv or out in public. It was always comments about “too much makeup”, “look at her cellulite,” or “she’s gotten fat.” My mom and her friends constantly talked about their own appearances around me. It was always self-serving stories about how someone flirted with them cause they’re so hot or something. That’s all I heard growing up. I grew up thinking that I not only needed to be smart, I needed to be beautiful too.
The body-shaming started around the time I entered middle school. In the sixth grade I was 11 and my mom bought me makeup and basically made me wear it. I never asked for it. My friends and everyone else thought I was fucking weird for wearing makeup (cause I was 11!!). It made me feel uglier from the comments about me wearing makeup and it made me feel like I was ugly without makeup. I’m 21 now and it took me til this year to be comfortable without makeup.
My mom had this weird fascination with this girl I went to school with. She would always bring her up and would skinny-shame her or fat-shame her mother. I literally didn’t even talk to this girl (we were bffs when we were 6 but had different teachers the next year). Looking back, I think it’s because she was a really sweet, beautiful skinny blonde girl and I think my mom was jealous of her. I’m blonde but I’ve never been skinny. I’ve been average weight most of my life (besides the one year in college when I gained 30 pounds from a binge eating and alcohol/drug problem). I guess average wasn’t good enough, I think she wished I would’ve been thin.
When I was 12, we had come home from my dads friends house during a summer bbq. He had a pool so we were swim
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