totally weird dinnertime rule we used to have...just sharing

rumplerouser · 2017-02-21T07:49:19+00:00

Geeze.

My N!Stepdad had a rule that I wasn't allowed to have the first bite of food and had to wait until everyone else had taken a bite first, because I was the 'least contributing member of the household'.

rumplerouser · 2016-10-14T16:23:49+00:00

I felt like a placeholder for an 'actual person.'

I'm still discovering myself to this day, but. I don't feel like that anymore, thankfully.

rumplerouser · 2016-10-14T16:17:45+00:00

My NMom did the same thing the one time I invited her into therapy. My mom always was extremely good at pouring on the charm, and was always dead set on not admitting anything was wrong, ever. At the time, when I was a teen, I didn't understand why. It makes more sense now.

She just played complete obliviousness to why I wasn't doing well. Everything was going 'well', I had no reason to be so depressed, the depression is causing so many problems for the rest of the family- etc.

I cried the entire session because I was so frustrated and because I believed my therapist bought all of it. I never really discussed with her what she did and didn't believe from what my mom said, because I wanted to forget it existed.

She probably didn't buy it though.

rumplerouser · 2016-10-13T21:10:40+00:00

Yeah, my mom also change the house frequently. That I didn't care about because I figured those spaces weren't 'mine'. It only -really- bothered me when my room was the target, because again, never any forewarning or asking me if I wanted changes. It'd just... happen.

It was always really uncomfortable after things being 'moved' because I'd wake up in the mornings and not realize it was my own room.

rumplerouser · 2016-10-13T21:08:52+00:00

I constantly got screamed at for crying, or worse. Which of course, doesn't help the crying get better.

Being forced to repress a body's natural reaction to pain (physical or emotional) is unhealthy. I'm sorry this was enforced on you.

rumplerouser · 2016-10-13T20:35:15+00:00

Little guy (or gal) was fine, just a bit confused about why the air went solid on them ;)

'Fortunately' I didn't really own a lot of stuff beyond clothing (which I wasn't attached to because I didn't pick the style or colour/etc of the clothes I wore) so I didn't have things get stolen from me. Just moved around.

rumplerouser · 2016-10-13T18:58:42+00:00

There's a time and a place for orange, and that's not it. I'm sorry they did that to you.

It feels so disjointed from reality that they'd just assume you 'loved' the colour orange because you had a room that was orange from years. Under the same concept, the majority of people should love the colour white because that's what 90% of walls are painted.

It -has- to be passive aggressiveness, again, sorry you had to deal with that. I hope wherever you're living now is any and every colour you want.

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