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@Pickles group

I'm at my friend's house for a sleepover and

  1. I'm not having fun
  2. I left my glasses and extra contacts at my house and no I can't sleep in my contacts and no I can't deal without. I can't see five inches in front of my face without them.
  3. I want to go home so bad but I don't want to hurt her feelings
  4. I have so much writing I'm supposed to get done
  5. I hate her entire family
  6. They won't let us do anything
  7. I can feel myself about to have a breakdown

@StarryWolfy flash_on

Yeah, this is gonna e in peices since I have a few Rp's going strong.
So for starters, My mom.
Shes threatened my writing again cause apparently I spend too much time doing it. and too much time on the computer.
I try to take time off from homework cause I'm stressed to do something I enjoy, I get yelled at and threatened later.
Not cool.
(there is more.

@Shuri-the-Floof-Doggo

Yeah, this is gonna e in peices since I have a few Rp's going strong.
So for starters, My mom.
Shes threatened my writing again cause apparently I spend too much time doing it. and too much time on the computer.
I try to take time off from homework cause I'm stressed to do something I enjoy, I get yelled at and threatened later.
Not cool.
(there is more.

Definitely not cool

@StarryWolfy flash_on

Secondly.
I HATE MY FUCKING KEYBOARD WITH A PASSION.
I had a week, where my h key didnt work. my google auto correct won't correct a singular e anymore, when it's supposed to be he.
And now, it' my b, w, and o keys!!

@StarryWolfy flash_on

I also hate my charger cord.
I've been stuck with my school chromebook for the past 3 months, (Crappy keyboard and restrictive settings and loopholes for every sync option and all.
I finally get my personal one back, and it's charger stops working.
WHY?????????

@Pickles group

Hey Picks, it's OK to tell her you wanna go home
You do need your specs after all

Ah I've started being less miserable and they had extra solution and cases so yay I guess. We looked at pinterest and ate candy for a solid hour at least and now we have to go to bed

@Shuri-the-Floof-Doggo

Hey Picks, it's OK to tell her you wanna go home
You do need your specs after all

Ah I've started being less miserable and they had extra solution and cases so yay I guess. We looked at pinterest and ate candy for a solid hour at least and now we have to go to bed

Glad you had fun!

@StarryWolfy flash_on

And onto a more serious one.
I've realized that I have behaviorial issues.
A few years ago my mom was married to an abusive monster. Who is not mine, but my sister's father.
He was in my life from when I was really really little. (I barely remember the wedding,tho I believe I was the flower girl.)
That man. He was a MONSTER.
He ued to criticize me for EVERYTHING.
How I walked,talked, ate, spoke, moved, fidgeted, ect.
EVERYTHING.
I was so used to it, that now I cant differentiate my mom's rules, from his.
I'm so used to not complaining, or asking for help, or anything, because I'd get in trouble or some shit, that I won't think to do it anymore until it's already to far gone to save.
But the worst part is, is that I've been copying him without realizing it.
I've been criticizing my siblings on everything, Exactly how I was criticized.
My mom mentioned it finally, (and this was a while ago) and I honestly hadn't realized that that's what I was doing.
I was reminded of the THINK acronym, (Is it Truthful, Helpful, Important, Needed, Kind)
And told that if I can't be kind, then I was to stay silent.
I asked what I was to do when I couldn't find a kind way to say omething that had to e said when I had a problem. and I was still told to be quiet or come to my mom.
And my mom…. For a whole other host of issues, (Which I won't say here because they are much more personal) I really don't feel like I can trust her with anything really improtant right now ecause she downright etrayed me.

@StarryWolfy flash_on

And lastly. Cadets.
The biggst problem of my life rn.
(also apparently my e key doesn't like me either.

Go on?
(Also can you get on here via phone? That'd help

I cannot get on here via phone. Only my chromebook.

@StarryWolfy flash_on

It is when you're litaerally told that you can't speak plainly about major issues in your family unless it's alone with someone who literally betrayed you on something extremely important.

@StarryWolfy flash_on

And lastly. Cadets.
The biggst problem of my life rn.
(also apparently my e key doesn't like me either.

Go on?
(Also can you get on here via phone? That'd help

And the Cadets thing.
Long story short, when I joined over 3 years ago, I knew I was different.
I was the homeschooler, the outsider, the quiet goody two-shoes in the back of the class.
I still am that kid. I have no friend group with my peers, and the other females on my level, seem to hate me.

There has also been a MAJOR lack of communication between parents and staff.
I have ALWAYS acted as a relay in order for my parents to get ANY info on anything.
And it was ALWAYS short notice.

But what irks me most is the absolute LIES.
I am a Mastercorporal cadet.
I should have been promoted to Sargent awhile ago.
Wanna know how I know this?
My mom talked to the Zone officer, (Higher up than all the staff at my corp)
And he said I'd passed all my PO checks. and there was only pne problematic one, (passed with difficulty) that had zero notes.
My cadet staff officers, have told me that that PO check is uncompleted, with zero documentation.
I should be a sargent.
But I'm not.
And they LIED.

They also LIED about my uniform.
I have been stuck in civilian clothing since the start of the training year because I cannot wear full dress because I am missing a piece of the uniform.
I handed in said piece on the first night of the year because I had outgrown it.
(This was early Sept)
Now it's OCTOBER. and I'm still out of uniform, & constantly being called out on it.
Wanna know what else?
My mom talked to them early this month,and they told her theyd have in a couple weeks, and that all the Junior, ne joiner cadets had been outfitted. (they told my momearlier in the year that I'd be outfittd with the piece I neeeded after the Juniors) They told her the juiors, ALL of the juniors. Had been fully outfitted.
I know for a fact they're not.
There is maybe half a dozen, ten of them tops, that have uniforms.
And they told my mom all of them were in uniform.
I still don't have my tunic either.

They also haven't een communicating. ANd last Saturday I had to bus across town after nearly having a panic attack, (Which I've never dealt with before) because they changed the location of an event, and no info was sent out to anyone ho wasnt at the parade the Wendnesday before, (Which I couldn't attend due to being sick for the entire week)
So I had to bus, walk, and take the train across town to try an make the shift, and ended up wasting my afternoon hanging around the armoury. (Because both my parents were unable to get me right away) And I didn't get marked as having completed the shift.
I also got no apology for that.

So yeah. Now I'm going to transfer corps, and go to another city for the program, and leave all my friends that I do have there.

@StarryWolfy flash_on

Overall my life is crap, especially since I've had no one I trust to talk to alone after I left notebook,
so, you can all carry on now. I'm good for the most part.

@Pickles group

It is when you're litaerally told that you can't speak plainly about major issues in your family unless it's alone with someone who literally betrayed you on something extremely important.

Ah. So worse than my family

@StarryWolfy flash_on

It is when you're litaerally told that you can't speak plainly about major issues in your family unless it's alone with someone who literally betrayed you on something extremely important.

Ah. So worse than my family

Yep.

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im so fucking done………………i got blamed for stealing money….even though…..i didn't…..and i fucking HELPED THAT PERSON…. I GAVE THEM THE REMAINDER OF MY MONEY….

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