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10 years ago
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To watch the people you love fall apart.
My mother has been through years of suffering- abuse, abandonment, and even a stalker who might STILL be looking for her after over 2 decades.
My girlfriend, who's been abandoned by everyone and may be stuck back with her abusive parents. Every time she complains about money, being hungry(when she's not permitted to eat certain things or there's not enough food in the shelter due to being overpopulated), or even being tired after work the staff at the shelter she's at will just tell her to get over it, power through it, she can do it... this sounds good in theory, but in reality, this really isn't the thing you tell someone who's unmedicated,depressed, anxious... afraid.
My sister who's father is a druggie who's been in jail 10 times, and had to listen to the same woman that physically and mentally abused our mother verbally abuse her and use racial slurs against her and her family, talking to and about her like she was some mindless monster despite the fact that she's a little ten-year-old girl with ADD(no medication mind you) and developing depression.
It's hard to watch those normally happy(or at least neutral?) people crumble and scream and cry.
I want to be there.
I want to be the replacement for their awful families that up and left them. That hit them. That, in one of their cases, sexually assaulted them. They told them they have no future, that they were stupid, dramatic, fat when they were 36 pounds UNDERweight... I want to take all of that a way.
And I feel that way for anyone who's been through this sort of thing, I want to help them too... but it hits you so much harder when you've lived with the victims. When you see them break down in front of you.
I can't help them. That's why I made the GoFundMe, because I figured that, ya know, SOMEONE had to see it!
I don't have a job nor a way to get there if I had one.
I try to be their rock, but it's hard to be when I myself am not mentally stable. I try to be optimistic, but you know what?
Sometimes you can't be. SOMETIMES it makes things worse for others... or on yourself.
I want nothing more than for them to be happy...
I honestly shouldn't be the one in pain, as I DO have a place to stay unlike them(granted, it IS with the people who constantly berate my mother and yell at me frequently, but still, I'm grateful for what I've got) yet I find myself constantly complaining to no one in particular-and yet everyone in the world at the same time across a computer screen. Huh.
My mother has been through years of suffering- abuse, abandonment, and even a stalker who might STILL be looking for her after over 2 decades.
My girlfriend, who's been abandoned by everyone and may be stuck back with her abusive parents. Every time she complains about money, being hungry(when she's not permitted to eat certain things or there's not enough food in the shelter due to being overpopulated), or even being tired after work the staff at the shelter she's at will just tell her to get over it, power through it, she can do it... this sounds good in theory, but in reality, this really isn't the thing you tell someone who's unmedicated,depressed, anxious... afraid.
My sister who's father is a druggie who's been in jail 10 times, and had to listen to the same woman that physically and mentally abused our mother verbally abuse her and use racial slurs against her and her family, talking to and about her like she was some mindless monster despite the fact that she's a little ten-year-old girl with ADD(no medication mind you) and developing depression.
It's hard to watch those normally happy(or at least neutral?) people crumble and scream and cry.
I want to be there.
I want to be the replacement for their awful families that up and left them. That hit them. That, in one of their cases, sexually assaulted them. They told them they have no future, that they were stupid, dramatic, fat when they were 36 pounds UNDERweight... I want to take all of that a way.
And I feel that way for anyone who's been through this sort of thing, I want to help them too... but it hits you so much harder when you've lived with the victims. When you see them break down in front of you.
I can't help them. That's why I made the GoFundMe, because I figured that, ya know, SOMEONE had to see it!
I don't have a job nor a way to get there if I had one.
I try to be their rock, but it's hard to be when I myself am not mentally stable. I try to be optimistic, but you know what?
Sometimes you can't be. SOMETIMES it makes things worse for others... or on yourself.
I want nothing more than for them to be happy...
I honestly shouldn't be the one in pain, as I DO have a place to stay unlike them(granted, it IS with the people who constantly berate my mother and yell at me frequently, but still, I'm grateful for what I've got) yet I find myself constantly complaining to no one in particular-and yet everyone in the world at the same time across a computer screen. Huh.
Trust me, it will pay off soon.
Speaking of, is your GF a fur
And no, she's not, I'm afraid.