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Post by Mew™ on Feb 16, 2023 21:50:41 GMT -5
If I was cruel, I would change the password to the admin account just so Sydney can't argue with admin anymore. Of course it would be only be a minor inconvenience as she could easily change it again and I'd be locked out. XD
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Post by SydneyPaige on Feb 17, 2023 8:06:07 GMT -5
If I was cruel, I would change the password to the admin account just so Sydney can't argue with admin anymore. Of course it would be only be a minor inconvenience as she could easily change it again and I'd be locked out. XD I don’t know what you’re talking about I don’t control the admin account. (Also my account is attached to the admin account so if you changed the admin password you’d also be changing my password and you’d lock us both out so…that would be cruel) |
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Post by sharonlovestaylor on Feb 17, 2023 15:44:35 GMT -5
I really wish my babies would stop kicking me and moving so much.
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Post by oliviabenson(Taylor's Version) on Feb 19, 2023 11:51:18 GMT -5
I want to kill myself. I want to be hit by a train or just sleep forever and never wake up again.
I can't be the person, son and grandson my mother and my grandpa always want me to be. For them I'm just trash.
Every so often they frown or shout at me and tell me things that are just cruel and hurting. Today it was the fact that I said in the morning that Ifelt sick the night and couldn't sleep well, I got frowned by my mother and later I was the cause for everyything bad and they say I would do nothing for getting better, which isn' true, I'm doing everything I can. Now they say things to me that aren't right that way or say I said things that I never said that way, but things thhey said, they never said and I just heard it wrong, it's always like thaat. I'm crying like hell because they rip my heart out of my chest and they shout at me even more, like always. They know that I cut myself in the arm with a pair of scissors in these situations since three years, but it's not stopping them, no they even shout more at me because of that. When I say I want to talk about what happened, then there is nothing to talk about and I am just like a little kid, they would also fight every now and then. But why am I the kid but they don't want to talk about it? They always treat like alittle kid, but I'm not a kid, I'm over 30 years old. Today my grandpa said something to meand then a bit later my mom came ad said that my grandpa said the exact opposite to her, I said that then someone of us three lies to one or two of us and feel bad and start crying, you know what? No one lied, I just understand everything wrong and they can't think two hours about every single word they say to me (sure very single word, if it's the complete opposite). I don't have anyone to talk to, and they always talk about me and only how bad I am. Once they even told me that they fear that I would hurt them, but everyone knows that the only person I would ever hurt I myself, I would never hurt anyone besides me. I even stopped picking flowers around 20 years ago, because I don't want to hurt them.
Once I searched for help on the internet and told the help person there what they say to me and how they treat me and when they noticed it, they just laughed and said they're telling rubbish and when I told them that this person said that it seems like I'm not the only one with a problem here (which they always tell me) they got angry, my grandpa said I should write that person that he will go and beat him to death if he wouldn't stop telling such nuggets and then they cut me off from the internet, so I wasn't able to write.
I will never be the person I want to be, that person is locked away by the person that I am now, and that person I really hate. I also will never find a friend, never have a girlfriend, never be happy, I don't enjoy any second of my life since almost 15 years now and it got worse since my grandma passed away. I will never see the USA, I will never be able to eat a pizza, an apple or a strawberry again, I will never see Taylor live and the worst of all, I will never be the person my own family want me to be, so what am I living for? I'm just crap and will never be happy and will never fullfill one of my dreams.
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Post by oliviabenson(Taylor's Version) on Feb 19, 2023 12:09:49 GMT -5
And the worst is, my mother is apologizing for every little bit of stuff, the whole day long, even if she drops a small thing or something, but she never says sorry to me for frowning or shouting at me or for those situations.
No one ever says sorry to me for anything they threw at me or do to me. No one ever told me that they like or love me. The only one who ever did that is my grandma who passed away in 2016 with cancer. And when she died I wasn't even there that night, I was asleep in my bed because I thought she will make it through the night and if everyone stays awake then no one will be there when she passes away the next day, and when my grandma was dying and said she wanted to see me to my grandpa and my mom, no one was waking me up, no they woke me up a few seconds after she died. I wanted to be there and I wanted to know what she wwanted to tell me, I loved her for everything she did for me, even if it was the wrong thing sometimes, but she did it because she thought it would be the best for me. And where was I when she passed away? Not there for her. I am an a...hole.
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Post by sharonlovestaylor on Feb 19, 2023 14:36:32 GMT -5
I want to kill myself. I want to be hit by a train or just sleep forever and never wake up again. I can't be the person, son and grandson my mother and my grandpa always want me to be. For them I'm just trash. Every so often they frown or shout at me and tell me things that are just cruel and hurting. Today it was the fact that I said in the morning that Ifelt sick the night and couldn't sleep well, I got frowned by my mother and later I was the cause for everyything bad and they say I would do nothing for getting better, which isn' true, I'm doing everything I can. Now they say things to me that aren't right that way or say I said things that I never said that way, but things thhey said, they never said and I just heard it wrong, it's always like thaat. I'm crying like hell because they rip my heart out of my chest and they shout at me even more, like always. They know that I cut myself in the arm with a pair of scissors in these situations since three years, but it's not stopping them, no they even shout more at me because of that. When I say I want to talk about what happened, then there is nothing to talk about and I am just like a little kid, they would also fight every now and then. But why am I the kid but they don't want to talk about it? They always treat like alittle kid, but I'm not a kid, I'm over 30 years old. Today my grandpa said something to meand then a bit later my mom came ad said that my grandpa said the exact opposite to her, I said that then someone of us three lies to one or two of us and feel bad and start crying, you know what? No one lied, I just understand everything wrong and they can't think two hours about every single word they say to me (sure very single word, if it's the complete opposite). I don't have anyone to talk to, and they always talk about me and only how bad I am. Once they even told me that they fear that I would hurt them, but everyone knows that the only person I would ever hurt I myself, I would never hurt anyone besides me. I even stopped picking flowers around 20 years ago, because I don't want to hurt them. Once I searched for help on the internet and told the help person there what they say to me and how they treat me and when they noticed it, they just laughed and said they're telling rubbish and when I told them that this person said that it seems like I'm not the only one with a problem here (which they always tell me) they got angry, my grandpa said I should write that person that he will go and beat him to death if he wouldn't stop telling such nuggets and then they cut me off from the internet, so I wasn't able to write. I will never be the person I want to be, that person is locked away by the person that I am now, and that person I really hate. I also will never find a friend, never have a girlfriend, never be happy, I don't enjoy any second of my life since almost 15 years now and it got worse since my grandma passed away. I will never see the USA, I will never be able to eat a pizza, an apple or a strawberry again, I will never see Taylor live and the worst of all, I will never be the person my own family want me to be, so what am I living for? I'm just crap and will never be happy and will never fullfill one of my dreams. No Daniel please please don't harm yourself in any way! I understand how you feel! But killing yourself would be a permanent solution to a temporary Problem and if you did lots of people including myself would hurt. I cried reading this post. You can always talk to me about anything! Please talk to me! Private message me! Oh I hope your ok and haven't done anything! |
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Post by oliviabenson(Taylor's Version) on Feb 19, 2023 15:00:53 GMT -5
I want to kill myself. I want to be hit by a train or just sleep forever and never wake up again. I can't be the person, son and grandson my mother and my grandpa always want me to be. For them I'm just trash. Every so often they frown or shout at me and tell me things that are just cruel and hurting. Today it was the fact that I said in the morning that Ifelt sick the night and couldn't sleep well, I got frowned by my mother and later I was the cause for everyything bad and they say I would do nothing for getting better, which isn' true, I'm doing everything I can. Now they say things to me that aren't right that way or say I said things that I never said that way, but things thhey said, they never said and I just heard it wrong, it's always like thaat. I'm crying like hell because they rip my heart out of my chest and they shout at me even more, like always. They know that I cut myself in the arm with a pair of scissors in these situations since three years, but it's not stopping them, no they even shout more at me because of that. When I say I want to talk about what happened, then there is nothing to talk about and I am just like a little kid, they would also fight every now and then. But why am I the kid but they don't want to talk about it? They always treat like alittle kid, but I'm not a kid, I'm over 30 years old. Today my grandpa said something to meand then a bit later my mom came ad said that my grandpa said the exact opposite to her, I said that then someone of us three lies to one or two of us and feel bad and start crying, you know what? No one lied, I just understand everything wrong and they can't think two hours about every single word they say to me (sure very single word, if it's the complete opposite). I don't have anyone to talk to, and they always talk about me and only how bad I am. Once they even told me that they fear that I would hurt them, but everyone knows that the only person I would ever hurt I myself, I would never hurt anyone besides me. I even stopped picking flowers around 20 years ago, because I don't want to hurt them. Once I searched for help on the internet and told the help person there what they say to me and how they treat me and when they noticed it, they just laughed and said they're telling rubbish and when I told them that this person said that it seems like I'm not the only one with a problem here (which they always tell me) they got angry, my grandpa said I should write that person that he will go and beat him to death if he wouldn't stop telling such nuggets and then they cut me off from the internet, so I wasn't able to write. I will never be the person I want to be, that person is locked away by the person that I am now, and that person I really hate. I also will never find a friend, never have a girlfriend, never be happy, I don't enjoy any second of my life since almost 15 years now and it got worse since my grandma passed away. I will never see the USA, I will never be able to eat a pizza, an apple or a strawberry again, I will never see Taylor live and the worst of all, I will never be the person my own family want me to be, so what am I living for? I'm just crap and will never be happy and will never fullfill one of my dreams. No Daniel please please don't harm yourself in any way! I understand how you feel! But killing yourself would be a permanent solution to a temporary Problem and if you did lots of people including myself would hurt. I cried reading this post. You can always talk to me about anything! Please talk to me! Private message me! Oh I hope your ok and haven't done anything! The problem is that it's not a temporary problem, it's like this since I can think. Back when I was a kid my grandpa often hit me very hard, sometimes it hurt to sit for a few days after he does it, once my lip was bleeding. Back when I was a kid, I was never really allowed to have fun and feel great, always when I got a little bit louder because I was happy about anything or playing, then I was shouted at that I should be silent, or as a kid I had a water rifle, once I shortly shot a little bit of water at the back of my grandpa, he turned around, took the thing and broke it into two pieces, another time I was playing with one of my Playmobil fire trucks with a winch on it's front, I hooked it to something in the room, he got mad at me about something I can't remember and instead of just unclipping the winch, he took a tool and cut it off. I guess that's why the person I became locked away the little child, that I still am, in a cage inside me and threw away the keys. And the thing with my health is that no one knows what I have and no doctor wants to help me. We made so many medical tests at medical laboratories at our own costs, because the doctors won't make them for me, in most tests there are many results that aren't okay, but if I or we show it to doctors, they say that they don't do anything, because they are stool samples or are made at a laboratory they don't know, when I or we say that they can make the same test again and in a laboratory they work with, they say that they don't do that. They only want me to make a gastroscopy and a endoscopy, and that's the only two things I won't do, because it has to be true horror and I saw what it has done to my grandma. But if I don't do that they won't do anything and just say that I only simulate the symptoms and it isn't possible that my body isn't tolerating anything. And that's how it is since 2017. So I'm completely on my own there. That's the (how they say here) great german health system with the best doctors in the world. |
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Post by sharonlovestaylor on Feb 19, 2023 15:43:30 GMT -5
No Daniel please please don't harm yourself in any way! I understand how you feel! But killing yourself would be a permanent solution to a temporary Problem and if you did lots of people including myself would hurt. I cried reading this post. You can always talk to me about anything! Please talk to me! Private message me! Oh I hope your ok and haven't done anything! The problem is that it's not a temporary problem, it's like this since I can think. Back when I was a kid my grandpa often hit me very hard, sometimes it hurt to sit for a few days after he does it, once my lip was bleeding. Back when I was a kid, I was never really allowed to have fun and feel great, always when I got a little bit louder because I was happy about anything or playing, then I was shouted at that I should be silent, or as a kid I had a water rifle, once I shortly shot a little bit of water at the back of my grandpa, he turned around, took the thing and broke it into two pieces, another time I was playing with one of my Playmobil fire trucks with a winch on it's front, I hooked it to something in the room, he got mad at me about something I can't remember and instead of just unclipping the winch, he took a tool and cut it off. I guess that's why the person I became locked away the little child, that I still am, in a cage inside me and threw away the keys. And the thing with my health is that no one knows what I have and no doctor wants to help me. We made so many medical tests at medical laboratories at our own costs, because the doctors won't make them for me, in most tests there are many results that aren't okay, but if I or we show it to doctors, they say that they don't do anything, because they are stool samples or are made at a laboratory they don't know, when I or we say that they can make the same test again and in a laboratory they work with, they say that they don't do that. They only want me to make a gastroscopy and a endoscopy, and that's the only two things I won't do, because it has to be true horror and I saw what it has done to my grandma. But if I don't do that they won't do anything and just say that I only simulate the symptoms and it isn't possible that my body isn't tolerating anything. And that's how it is since 2017. So I'm completely on my own there. That's the (how they say here) great German health system with the best doctors in the world. Life is cruel and unfair and doctors can be idiots no matter where you live. I had two doctors that wanted me to have ECT done. That's shock therapy! I refused! I've been suicidal and my mother hit me, and verbally, and emotionally abused me as a child and my father well lets just say he did not stop her. So I grew up in an abusive household. And most of my family avoids me because I am all screwed up in the head(that's what they say) I have a mental illness. I'm not crazy like they say! But suicide does not solve anything! It leaves heartache and devastation in it's wake. I knew someone who committed suicide! He was my high school boyfriend and I was devastated! Life can and does get better even if you think otherwise! I encourage you to seek professional help! I can only talk to you and tell you that I care about you! Do you have crisis hotlines there in Germany? |
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Post by oliviabenson(Taylor's Version) on Feb 19, 2023 15:56:11 GMT -5
The problem is that it's not a temporary problem, it's like this since I can think. Back when I was a kid my grandpa often hit me very hard, sometimes it hurt to sit for a few days after he does it, once my lip was bleeding. Back when I was a kid, I was never really allowed to have fun and feel great, always when I got a little bit louder because I was happy about anything or playing, then I was shouted at that I should be silent, or as a kid I had a water rifle, once I shortly shot a little bit of water at the back of my grandpa, he turned around, took the thing and broke it into two pieces, another time I was playing with one of my Playmobil fire trucks with a winch on it's front, I hooked it to something in the room, he got mad at me about something I can't remember and instead of just unclipping the winch, he took a tool and cut it off. I guess that's why the person I became locked away the little child, that I still am, in a cage inside me and threw away the keys. And the thing with my health is that no one knows what I have and no doctor wants to help me. We made so many medical tests at medical laboratories at our own costs, because the doctors won't make them for me, in most tests there are many results that aren't okay, but if I or we show it to doctors, they say that they don't do anything, because they are stool samples or are made at a laboratory they don't know, when I or we say that they can make the same test again and in a laboratory they work with, they say that they don't do that. They only want me to make a gastroscopy and a endoscopy, and that's the only two things I won't do, because it has to be true horror and I saw what it has done to my grandma. But if I don't do that they won't do anything and just say that I only simulate the symptoms and it isn't possible that my body isn't tolerating anything. And that's how it is since 2017. So I'm completely on my own there. That's the (how they say here) great German health system with the best doctors in the world. Life is cruel and unfair and doctors can be idiots no matter where you live. I had two doctors that wanted me to have ECT done. That's shock therapy! I refused! I've been suicidal and my mother hit me, and verbally, and emotionally abused me as a child and my father well lets just say he did not stop her. So I grew up in an abusive household. And most of my family avoids me because I am all screwed up in the head(that's what they say) I have a mental illness. I'm not crazy like they say! But suicide does not solve anything! It leaves heartache and devastation in it's wake. I knew someone who committed suicide! He was my high school boyfriend and I was devastated! Life can and does get better even if you think otherwise! I encourage you to seek professional help! I can only talk to you and tell you that I care about you! Do you have crisis hotlines there in Germany? Shock therapy is the biggest rubbish they ever invented, I think it is prohibited here, at least something. Sounds very well known what you write there, at least in many points. The thing with the professional help for me is that I have lost my trust in them, because I was meeting so many as a kid and they never cared about how I feel, they always just wanted to bring me back to school. One wanted to make me believe that I'm depressive (what I wasn't back then, now I am), every third sentence from her was "isn't that depressive?" Another told me two times in two meetings that I'm an idiot (in exactly that words), so I never went to him again. We have crisis hotlines, but nothing I can call without them noticing it, because I never call anyone or anything, I'm to shy for that stuff, I almost had to go to the toilet when I called the support of Sony Playstation two years ago because my PS5 controller was broken. I don't know my father, I only know he was or is called Michael and had a alcohol problem and was working for a security company, so he had a gun and when he was drunk he got aggressive and sometimes threatened my mother with his gun, at least that's what they told me about him, so I never really knew him and can't really remember him, I just have one flash of a moment where I play with a toy that I really own, a yellow Mini Cooper and then someone (my father) comes and is aggressive and forbids me to play with it, but I never see his face or really hear his voice in that snippet of remembering. I thought it would've gotten better, because we didn't had a fight like this since a bit over a year, which is a very long time for us, before it was every two months or earlier. And always they say it's just because of my depressions, but my depressions don't say the words or do the things they say or do to me. |
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Post by sharonlovestaylor on Feb 19, 2023 18:34:25 GMT -5
Life is cruel and unfair and doctors can be idiots no matter where you live. I had two doctors that wanted me to have ECT done. That's shock therapy! I refused! I've been suicidal and my mother hit me, and verbally, and emotionally abused me as a child and my father well lets just say he did not stop her. So I grew up in an abusive household. And most of my family avoids me because I am all screwed up in the head(that's what they say) I have a mental illness. I'm not crazy like they say! But suicide does not solve anything! It leaves heartache and devastation in it's wake. I knew someone who committed suicide! He was my high school boyfriend and I was devastated! Life can and does get better even if you think otherwise! I encourage you to seek professional help! I can only talk to you and tell you that I care about you! Do you have crisis hotlines there in Germany? Shock therapy is the biggest rubbish they ever invented, I think it is prohibited here, at least something. Sounds very well known what you write there, at least in many points. The thing with the professional help for me is that I have lost my trust in them, because I was meeting so many as a kid and they never cared about how I feel, they always just wanted to bring me back to school. One wanted to make me believe that I'm depressive (what I wasn't back then, now I am), every third sentence from her was "isn't that depressive?" Another told me two times in two meetings that I'm an idiot (in exactly that words), so I never went to him again. We have crisis hotlines, but nothing I can call without them noticing it, because I never call anyone or anything, I'm to shy for that stuff, I almost had to go to the toilet when I called the support of Sony Playstation two years ago because my PS5 controller was broken. I don't know my father, I only know he was or is called Michael and had a alcohol problem and was working for a security company, so he had a gun and when he was drunk he got aggressive and sometimes threatened my mother with his gun, at least that's what they told me about him, so I never really knew him and can't really remember him, I just have one flash of a moment where I play with a toy that I really own, a yellow Mini Cooper and then someone (my father) comes and is aggressive and forbids me to play with it, but I never see his face or really hear his voice in that snippet of remembering. I thought it would've gotten better, because we didn't had a fight like this since a bit over a year, which is a very long time for us, before it was every two months or earlier. And always they say it's just because of my depressions, but my depressions don't say the words or do the things they say or do to me. l agree with you about shock therapy. Of course its not your depression causing the fights. Correct me if I'm wrong but aren't they the ones that always start it? It sounds like they are abusing you still as an adult. If they hit you that's called assault and or battery here in America or we call it domestic violence! It's illegal! |
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Post by chantel on Feb 19, 2023 21:31:21 GMT -5
No Daniel please please don't harm yourself in any way! I understand how you feel! But killing yourself would be a permanent solution to a temporary Problem and if you did lots of people including myself would hurt. I cried reading this post. You can always talk to me about anything! Please talk to me! Private message me! Oh I hope your ok and haven't done anything! The problem is that it's not a temporary problem, it's like this since I can think. Back when I was a kid my grandpa often hit me very hard, sometimes it hurt to sit for a few days after he does it, once my lip was bleeding. Back when I was a kid, I was never really allowed to have fun and feel great, always when I got a little bit louder because I was happy about anything or playing, then I was shouted at that I should be silent, or as a kid I had a water rifle, once I shortly shot a little bit of water at the back of my grandpa, he turned around, took the thing and broke it into two pieces, another time I was playing with one of my Playmobil fire trucks with a winch on it's front, I hooked it to something in the room, he got mad at me about something I can't remember and instead of just unclipping the winch, he took a tool and cut it off. I guess that's why the person I became locked away the little child, that I still am, in a cage inside me and threw away the keys. And the thing with my health is that no one knows what I have and no doctor wants to help me. We made so many medical tests at medical laboratories at our own costs, because the doctors won't make them for me, in most tests there are many results that aren't okay, but if I or we show it to doctors, they say that they don't do anything, because they are stool samples or are made at a laboratory they don't know, when I or we say that they can make the same test again and in a laboratory they work with, they say that they don't do that. They only want me to make a gastroscopy and a endoscopy, and that's the only two things I won't do, because it has to be true horror and I saw what it has done to my grandma. But if I don't do that they won't do anything and just say that I only simulate the symptoms and it isn't possible that my body isn't tolerating anything. And that's how it is since 2017. So I'm completely on my own there. That's the (how they say here) great german health system with the best doctors in the world. Tell them you are a grown man that deserves respect and you won't tolerate being treated like a boy. If you haven't already look into whatever your country's equivalent to disability income is and look into work from home jobs then move out. If you can only afford to live with a roommate at this time it's better than your current situation. |
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Post by oliviabenson(Taylor's Version) on Feb 20, 2023 2:25:51 GMT -5
Shock therapy is the biggest rubbish they ever invented, I think it is prohibited here, at least something. Sounds very well known what you write there, at least in many points. The thing with the professional help for me is that I have lost my trust in them, because I was meeting so many as a kid and they never cared about how I feel, they always just wanted to bring me back to school. One wanted to make me believe that I'm depressive (what I wasn't back then, now I am), every third sentence from her was "isn't that depressive?" Another told me two times in two meetings that I'm an idiot (in exactly that words), so I never went to him again. We have crisis hotlines, but nothing I can call without them noticing it, because I never call anyone or anything, I'm to shy for that stuff, I almost had to go to the toilet when I called the support of Sony Playstation two years ago because my PS5 controller was broken. I don't know my father, I only know he was or is called Michael and had a alcohol problem and was working for a security company, so he had a gun and when he was drunk he got aggressive and sometimes threatened my mother with his gun, at least that's what they told me about him, so I never really knew him and can't really remember him, I just have one flash of a moment where I play with a toy that I really own, a yellow Mini Cooper and then someone (my father) comes and is aggressive and forbids me to play with it, but I never see his face or really hear his voice in that snippet of remembering. I thought it would've gotten better, because we didn't had a fight like this since a bit over a year, which is a very long time for us, before it was every two months or earlier. And always they say it's just because of my depressions, but my depressions don't say the words or do the things they say or do to me. l agree with you about shock therapy. Of course its not your depression causing the fights. Correct me if I'm wrong but aren't they the ones that always start it? It sounds like they are abusing you still as an adult. If they hit you that's called assault and or battery here in America or we call it domestic violence! It's illegal! They're not hitting me since I'm not a kid anymore. They're not always starting it, but most of the times I guess, at least they take very normal things that I say as a reason to start it, like the thing yesterday, where I just said how I've slept and how I am (like every morning). Or sometimes when I disagree with something they say about a topic like how people should dress or live, stuff like that. |
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Post by oliviabenson(Taylor's Version) on Feb 20, 2023 2:30:24 GMT -5
The problem is that it's not a temporary problem, it's like this since I can think. Back when I was a kid my grandpa often hit me very hard, sometimes it hurt to sit for a few days after he does it, once my lip was bleeding. Back when I was a kid, I was never really allowed to have fun and feel great, always when I got a little bit louder because I was happy about anything or playing, then I was shouted at that I should be silent, or as a kid I had a water rifle, once I shortly shot a little bit of water at the back of my grandpa, he turned around, took the thing and broke it into two pieces, another time I was playing with one of my Playmobil fire trucks with a winch on it's front, I hooked it to something in the room, he got mad at me about something I can't remember and instead of just unclipping the winch, he took a tool and cut it off. I guess that's why the person I became locked away the little child, that I still am, in a cage inside me and threw away the keys. And the thing with my health is that no one knows what I have and no doctor wants to help me. We made so many medical tests at medical laboratories at our own costs, because the doctors won't make them for me, in most tests there are many results that aren't okay, but if I or we show it to doctors, they say that they don't do anything, because they are stool samples or are made at a laboratory they don't know, when I or we say that they can make the same test again and in a laboratory they work with, they say that they don't do that. They only want me to make a gastroscopy and a endoscopy, and that's the only two things I won't do, because it has to be true horror and I saw what it has done to my grandma. But if I don't do that they won't do anything and just say that I only simulate the symptoms and it isn't possible that my body isn't tolerating anything. And that's how it is since 2017. So I'm completely on my own there. That's the (how they say here) great german health system with the best doctors in the world. Tell them you are a grown man that deserves respect and you won't tolerate being treated like a boy. If you haven't already look into whatever your country's equivalent to disability income is and look into work from home jobs then move out. If you can only afford to live with a roommate at this time it's better than your current situation. I already told them in the past, but then I get to hear that, even if I'm not a child anymore, they have to (I don't know what the right english word is) train or educate me like a child, because I would still behave like one. Work, no matter what kind is hard to find here and especially if you are someone who isn't reliable because of the health. And because of my social phobia, there is the next problem. |
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Post by chantel on Feb 20, 2023 7:44:11 GMT -5
Tell them you are a grown man that deserves respect and you won't tolerate being treated like a boy. If you haven't already look into whatever your country's equivalent to disability income is and look into work from home jobs then move out. If you can only afford to live with a roommate at this time it's better than your current situation. I already told them in the past, but then I get to hear that, even if I'm not a child anymore, they have to (I don't know what the right english word is) train or educate me like a child, because I would still behave like one. Work, no matter what kind is hard to find here and especially if you are someone who isn't reliable because of the health. And because of my social phobia, there is the next problem. I think when you are living with a parent at an older age (which a lot of people are doing in this time period) it's hard to establish an adult type of relationship with them because they still see you as a child. Cut them off. Just stop talking to them until they show respect. If you have an online job you can work from anywhere it's not just limited to your country. You are going to hate this advice but you should do a call center job. They are the easiest to get into. Maybe you can find one where you set your own hours so that your health won't affect that. You are going to have to get over your social phobia at some point. Since your mom and grandad are providing for you then you have to look into the future of what happens when they are no longer able to do that and plan accordingly. |
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Post by Roman on Feb 20, 2023 12:29:09 GMT -5
Tell them you are a grown man that deserves respect and you won't tolerate being treated like a boy. If you haven't already look into whatever your country's equivalent to disability income is and look into work from home jobs then move out. If you can only afford to live with a roommate at this time it's better than your current situation. I already told them in the past, but then I get to hear that, even if I'm not a child anymore, they have to (I don't know what the right english word is) train or educate me like a child, because I would still behave like one. Work, no matter what kind is hard to find here and especially if you are someone who isn't reliable because of the health. And because of my social phobia, there is the next problem. Sad to hear you’re not doing well  At some point living at home when you’re grown up will collide with parents/family. Even without major issues you’ll get on each other’s nerves. I can imagine it’s daunting to take steps to improve your situation. But you really have to. Probably start with your physical and mental health. Physically you really need to go for those extensive examinations. I know it’s unpleasant and scary, but giving your health problems you need to do what’s necessary. Besides, an endoscopy and gastrointestinal examination are not that terrible. Especially an endoscopy is done frequently without risk. As for your mental health. You could use someone on your side helping you. At least a coach, preferably a therapist. That will also help you to be stronger facing family and health problems. Try baby steps. You can’t fix your life quickly. It’s already a win if you schedule an appointment. For every small step you take, you can be proud of yourself. We’re here to cheer you on along the way. Chantel will break out her pompons! |
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