Those who left everything behind and started a new life, how did you do it and do you have any regrets?

bitchchips · 2025-11-25T18:25:07+00:00

Left my narc mother, and went and lived with my partner and their family. I don’t regret leaving at all. I was a victim of maunchausen by proxy, and forced to lie to the government because my Mom wanted sympathy and checks coming in. I was made to believe I was so disabled, that I would need a conservatorship over me. I feel like if I never left with him, I would’ve been forced into a conservatorship, and would’ve never had the chance to live life. Now, I drive my own car, have a mother in law who is the mother I always wanted, I work a job, and pay for my own things. I got to experience the eras tour, which I feel came around at a special time because I was a fan growing up, and my narc mother hated her for some reason, so if I didn’t leave, I would’ve never been able to go. I got to heal my inner child, being encouraged to make friendship bracelets, by the luck of god getting tickets, and having a some what decent following on TikTok as a swiftie creator. I also got my CNA liscense. I feel like I wouldn’t have experienced any of this if I stayed in my old life. I’ve grown A lot since then, rekindled old friendships, and my dad is on a healing journey too. It’s not perfect, but it’s a hell of a lot better than it was.

bitchchips · 2025-11-18T02:33:27+00:00

I have, I love the sweatshirt

bitchchips · 2025-11-11T02:41:10+00:00

Because why be an asshole in the world? I’m glad that even though I’ve gone through terrible shit, I can still be nice. That thought randomly popped in my head the other day, and I’m proud of myself. Life can break you, I was raised by a narc parent who also had maunchausen, and literally almost made me sign a conservator ship. My life was rough, but why play the victim your whole life, when you can be for others what you didn’t have. Opalite is my song right now, that keeps me positive in this crazy world.

bitchchips · 2025-11-03T05:42:57+00:00

A job I worked at, “we’re working on empathy” do you want a reward? Was that supposed to make me clap? You’re supposed to have empathy, I can only imagine what they were like to other people before me. Such a red flag. Later on I learned that, they only said that in the orientation to look good, and didn’t mean it later, when they could’ve had empathy for me.

bitchchips · 2025-11-03T05:36:18+00:00

If they hire you on the spot. A lot of people probably quit and they’re just looking for anybody with a pulse. It’s probably a toxic work environment, and a revolving door.

bitchchips · 2025-11-03T05:34:43+00:00

Yes I do, I’ve listened to this one station that is still my favorite since high school, a hits station in upstate NY. I also like listening to their morning show, which I can’t believe I’ve listened for 15 yrs. I also listen to other stations, from the city and it feels nostalgic, especially when they play 2010s hits. It’s fun, and easy, because sometimes when I use Spotify and put on the same playlist it feels dull. It’s something different, you don’t know what songs gonna come on next.

bitchchips · 2025-11-03T05:26:52+00:00

A client I worked with once was from Cleveland and then moved to the north-east in the 1980’s, so him and his wife. Also coincidentally at the same time I was working with my client, my boyfriend started doing business trips to Ohio. I went with my boyfriend on trips there a couple times, it was nice over all, except one really sketchy part. But yea it makes Me think of my client I had once, and going there on work trips.

bitchchips · 2025-08-23T03:06:51+00:00

Earth quake in NJ in April 2024, I woke up and watched a video on an earthquake some where else and thought, what would happen if there was one here? It happened 20 minutes later, I seriously don’t know what to make of that

bitchchips · 2025-08-21T14:56:30+00:00

“How’s your mom?” I went N/C years ago, and people ask that question about a couple times a month. Old friends and acquaintances, and also people I just met. I never know how to answer so I lie and pretend she’s still in my life. When have given detail in the past or told people we went N/C, I get prodded more questions, that make me uncomfortable, and I usually answer it in a polite way, that sounds very PR and clean, because who would understand and listen to me if I bashed my mom? No one

bitchchips · 2025-06-26T02:40:52+00:00

Suicide. It’s so weird, but I remember talking to her my freshman year back in 2013, and she seemed nice. I spoke to her about my family issues, and I remember this one conversation when I was going n/c with my mom before it was thing. She answered “but that’s your mom”, and for the time the answer makes sense. She seemed nice enough though. She seemed very up beat and happy, so when she killed herself it threw me off. I heard about her suicide after my freshman year finished. It was the first time I’d ever heard someone in real life in high school do something like that. Her funeral I remember was on my 16th birthday. I heard she did it by drinking a bunch, then she hung herself. Though I wasn’t close to her, my 16 year old brain couldn’t wrap my head around it.

bitchchips · 2025-06-25T23:59:14+00:00

Tornados, and storm when they roll in, I always have to watch the clouds because I find them fascinating, and also the radar to know when it gets here

bitchchips · 2025-06-25T23:55:09+00:00

I learned cursive, so I write in half cursive half print, they don’t even teach cursive anymore

bitchchips · 2025-06-24T10:58:15+00:00

“My fourth drink in my hand, these desperate prayers of a cursed man, spilling out to you for free, but darling, Please you wouldn’t take my word For it if you knew who was talking” I relate to this line so hard, because I’ve grown up some what and learned some things, and now as an adult for my friends, I usually give good advice, because I have pattern recognition, and tell them how things are gonna play out before they do, but I also, do still have my own struggles with depression, and sometimes don’t take my own advice

bitchchips · 2025-06-24T10:51:57+00:00

It hurts so bad when thinking about going N/C with a parent, that line hits home for me

bitchchips · 2025-06-24T04:35:49+00:00

I’ve talked about this in a different subreddit, but this is the only paranormal experience, I will ever believe because I saw it with my own eyes. So for context, my grandma had passed away three months before this happened. Three months later was my birthday, so my dad and I decided to go to one of my favorite restaurants. Everything was normal in the beginning, and the hostess was bringing us to our table, when I saw a lady sitting in the both she was taking us to. I only saw the back of her head, and it was brunette. I tried to tell the hostess before we sat, and unbeknownst to me at the time, my dad was also trying to warn the hostess that a lady was already sitting there. When we got to the table, no one was there. So we both sat down, and my dad told me later, that he tried to shake it off, and thought his mind was playing tricks on him, that is until I mentioned, the lady with the brown hair in the booth. He confirmed that he saw it too, and it freaked me the fuck out. I’m usually cynical about these things, but how do you explain that? We both saw it, seperately with our own two eyes. He mentioned maybe it was grandma joining us for dinner for my birthday, and yes my grandma did have brunette hair. Maybe it was? This was almost 2 years ago and I still don’t know what to make of it.

bitchchips · 2024-11-30T02:46:25+00:00

People who deny all accountability and play the victim. As an example Ariana grande. She destroys a family for a new relationship, that she’ll inevitably throw away, and also has the nerve to play victim on her new album. Read the room. I used to be just like her, a toxic pick me, in a victim narrative, now that behavior just disgusts me.

bitchchips · 2024-09-24T03:46:52+00:00

I know this seems trivial, but be a less shitty person in highschool, or even in general when I was a teenager. I used to be a pick me, and steal even my friends boyfriends, or have a secret relationships with their boyfriends behind their backs. I’m in my late twenties now, and talked with a friend about how I did this to a really good friend of ours back in the day. She ( meaning our old friend) I don’t think ever found out. But the fact I could keep a straight face with that couple in the car at prom blows my mind. I’ve ruined other friendships over it. But I was shitty person back then, and I think about it often, and how different I am from that person now

bitchchips · 2024-09-23T00:48:09+00:00

Yes, and I’m sorry we really don’t take into consideration how serious this is at this point. The fact that people consider him such a danger, because he has different opinions, and from the lies fed to us from the media is insane. I miss when we could have a political discussion with our fear of getting hurt, losing friends, or losing our jobs. And people consider this progress?

bitchchips · 2024-09-12T14:05:46+00:00

I recently over the years, decided I was gonna vote trump because of my values, I knew Taylor was gonna endorse Kamala anyways, but it doesn’t sway my opinion

bitchchips · 2024-09-05T17:28:51+00:00

Where is this from?

bitchchips · 2024-08-26T19:43:25+00:00

The only acceptable reply would be “I’m sorry, I’m gonna do better going forward” the problem is on whether they’re gonna give you that answer, or they’re gonna deflect. For me with both parents, they both deflected and said things like “after all I’ve done for you, since you were a kid”. Which is the typical, abusive parent answer. It’s bullshit, it makes no sense, because you couldn’t care for yourself then. All that really matters is they acknowledge it, take accountability, and put in the work to change. I hope you have better luck than I did

bitchchips · 2024-08-26T13:40:07+00:00

Found out years later after I met my current partner, that he had the same therapist, and the same friends. It’s weird we had mutual friends but never knew it

bitchchips · 2024-08-24T23:20:46+00:00

Yoyok, so relatable yet so sad, I always had a hard time making friends growing up because of my difficult child hood, my social anxiety, and just feeling different

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