
nimbue
@nimbue
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Posted by WasteOfTime
I swear to god. If I had the tools I needed..I would fucking hunt these piece of shit guys down that rape. I would tie them upside down hanging from their toe nails. I would get the strongest whip I could find. I would pour cold water all over their body. I would whip them until they pass out from the pain. I would do this everyday until I am convinced they have learned their lesson.
I'm so sorry your dad passed away and that you were raped. I don't know how you could possibly be feeling after all of that. On top of your family issues. I don't have many positive things to say about family either :/. I feel less than loved on a daily basis. I feel more like I'm the person they go to to take out their pain on. I will always love my family, but I don't always feel they love me.
I hope you find your peace soon. Believe me, I'm still looking for mine. Maybe someday life will shine upon us and show us why it brought us down. Until then, we can only learn from these life lessons that mold us into who we are meant to be. I hope you feel better soon. From one fish to another, we will find better days.

Posted by LouLore
Are you living at home?
In this situation?
Should you move?
It's okay to share. People care, even if they are on the Internet.

Posted by jgonzo
How horrible to have suffered so much. My heart goes out to you.




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there's this thing that happens every fucking year. it gets to the end of school/college, and my brothers and sisters have a silent stand off with my mum. i call it the annual schism. they do nothing to keep the house clean or even at a human standard. i'm talking a crime scene in every room and around these times my mum refuses to clean up wihout help. i made the mistake last year of backing her up. cue the rest of them turning on me and freezing me out. oh, and my mum too.
it got physical when i found out my sister had been trash talking me, all because i didn't go to her birthday party. i was raped last year. had a breakdown, got hospitalised, got diagnosed with bipolar. i told her to fuck herself and get back to me when she had some real problems in life...i remember screaming about the rape. up to then i hadn't told any of them. i wanted to protect them. i didn't want them to hurt over it. and at that point the oldest brother broke us up, lead my sister away and all four went upstairs. i'll never forget watching their backs walking away.
this year, yeah it's happening again. i tried to do the mediator thing but honestly i'm starting to really dislike being around them. it's been hard, with my dad dying in february. i get that. but honestly, this is no different to last year and the years before that...yeah i have no clue why i'm even posting this. i'll end up deleting it. i don't feel sad, i don't feel numb, i don't feel angry. i don't know what i feel. why the fuck i would share this over the internet is beyond me. sleep deprivation has alot to answer for.