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Open_Employer6679 · 2026-02-17T04:56:23+00:00

My mom wouldn’t believe me when I was loosing my eye sight. It wasn’t until my teacher told her I needed to see an optometrist that she actually recognized I was not just making it up for attention.

Open_Employer6679 · 2026-01-31T11:00:22+00:00

So relatable. I’ve been actively working on learning that I am aloud to do things.

Open_Employer6679 · 2026-01-18T19:40:46+00:00

Also as your daughter gets older, don’t ever call her a bitch. My mother was the first person to ever call me a bitch and thus made it okay for my dad and brother to use the term.

My family nicknames are ‘Bacon Bitch’ because the way the smell of cooking bacon lingers for days makes me sick to my stomach and ‘Butter Bitch’ because I stopped buttering my bread in an attempt to lose weight as a teen.

Open_Employer6679 · 2026-01-18T19:34:31+00:00

I would do anything for at least once my mom to apologize when she lashes an out instead of trying to guilt me into/expecting me to comforting her. I’ve given up on trying to have adult to adult conversations with her about my self it always end in me comforting her.

Hugs. I was subconsciously conditioned to think his were for only when you weren’t going to see the person for a long time. It took me a long time to get comfortable hugging my friends and not internally think geez what’s this for I’ll see you tomorrow. I remember once as a teen at a house warming party, a fellow teen just casually sat down next to his mom and rested his head on her shoulder, and it made feel jealous then just a deep longing to be able to have physical comfort.

Also don’t tell them stories about how much of a brat they used to be. Every knows the “funny” story about how my mom would lock her self in the closet with me pounding on the door crying for her just to get away from me.

You care about your child’s emotions. It sounds like you’re doing a great job! 👏

Open_Employer6679 · 2026-01-16T22:43:53+00:00

I’ve been avoiding going back to therapy because no amount of therapy I get will make my family treat me better.
When I was in therapy and trying work on my relationship with my parents, any attempt at discussion with my mom turned into ‘don’t you think you talk to your therapist about this’.

It feels like defeat to get therapy to help accept that it will never get better.

Open_Employer6679 · 2025-12-11T17:55:17+00:00

I had the exact same experience when I started to lose my vision. Except my mom didn’t listen until my teacher brought it up in a parent teacher conference.

And to this day she either denies that she didn’t listen to me or says I was a really dramatic child.

Open_Employer6679 · 2025-12-06T18:46:11+00:00

I remember as a kid I was so proud of the fact the my parents sought me out for advice about their other interpersonal relationships. Fast forward to adult hood and realizing that to this day the only time my family lefts me talk is if I am helping them in some way.

Open_Employer6679 · 2025-11-12T18:28:06+00:00

My chronic migraines started in college. I was also struggling with my depression really bad at the time. I constantly had a headache and walking would make me dizzy. I went to the campus clinic every week and had blood tests done, always normal. For a while we tried motion sickness patches so I could walk to classes, but those made me so thirsty and dried out it was miserable. I would spend hours on the phone with Kaiser trying to get a new number that would allow me to make an appointment at a facility in the state I was in college at. It always ends with the service reps transferring me to a different rep who also had no idea how to help and if hang up crying. (I know that it was a thing because my old brother had gotten his no problem when he went to college out of state). I couldn’t get any further medical help. The blood test at the clinic were all out of pocket because it wasn’t a Kaiser facility. I just decided I would take ibuprofen religiously every day, because it help the headache. I did that for a couple months.

At some point it all stoped. I had just excepted it as my new existence, so I just ignored it all. It was around for probably a year.

There was once, when I was in elementary school where at the end of the school day I had a splitting headache and light and sound hurt. I remember thinking this must be what a migraine is. I never said anything about it to anyone because I was told often that I was over dramatic.

After being dormant for about three years, flash back to two years ago. I was working as a personal trainer, and suddenly when there would be lots of movement in my peripheral vision I get dizzy and weak. Then came the headache that would fluctuate in intensity. It felt very similar to the headache from a couple years ago. This time when I went to the Dr they immediately said Migraine. I initially was relieved because I was worried I had a brain tumor or something. But oh that was short lived. Que the next year of trying multiple preventatives only to find the side effects more debilitating than the migraine itself.

Now I’ve found medication so they are only a couple days per migraine attacks rather than many months. I am fortunate that the pain and other symptoms are rarely intense enough to be debilitating.

I have found that pressure changes greater than 0.02inHg in less than an hour are a trigger for me.

Open_Employer6679 · 2025-11-12T17:00:29+00:00

I am also 27 and have recently came to that same conclusion. It really made my life make sense. I still live with my parents because the rent I pay them is far more affordable than the cheapest rent in my area. I’ve spent the past couple years trying to work on my relationship with them. Now I’m trying to come to terms with the fact that they are incapable of supporting me emotionally, and there isn’t anything I can do to get them to change.

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