you tell me that i should have an idea of what i want to do with my life, then crush my dreams when i finally figure it out.
you tell me that i should love myself, then insult me with everything you have when i screw up.
you tell me that i should be happy with my body and then tell me that i’m only “not hungry” because i’m trying to lose weight.
you tell me to love the way i look but try and get me to wear makeup and change the way i look.
you tell me to be accepting and love everyone but shun me when i have friends that aren’t the same race, gender, or sexuality as me.
you tell me to use my words but then call me weird for expressing myself with words on paper instead of verbally.
you tell my to speak up but you never listen.
you tell me to be patient when you have no idea how to be patient with your own children.
you tell me you don’t have favorites but then force me to stop doing my homework to cook while my brother who is failing all his classes wastes his life away on video games.
you tell me to make sure my brothers do the right thing but then turn a blind eye when they’re not.
you tell me that making money matters more than being happy with what i want to do when you’re not only broke, but unhappy.
you tell me that i’m only human, that i’m not perfect, and that i need to calm my “ego”, when you make me feel worthless for being human and making mistakes.
you tell me to lose weight even though i’m the only one in the family within the “healthy” weight range.
you tell me to smile but all i see is a frown mirrored on your face.
you tell me that anger is not good for me when you get angry over the simplest things, causing me to be angry as well.
you tell me that depression will get me locked up in a mental hospital but you do nothing to help me.
you tell me that you love me but you show it in ways that are abnormal. in ways that make me feel like i don’t belong.
i see all of these posts about how you should “love your parents” and “treat them right”, but what about posts for people with toxic parents and family? i do love my parents, i do. and when i’m rich and successful i’m going to be the one taking care of them.
please, if you feel like your parents REFUSE to understand you (not that they don’t understand you) talk to someone. your voice deserves to be heard. and if it won’t be by your parents, let it be by someone who wants, who demands to hear your glorious voice.