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A store employee mentioned they knew of my trauma history from a newspaper. I am “that girl.” Told me their opinions. Fairly degrading. I left and -la while later it caught up with me and I was crying. My mother called. I stupidly answered the phone.
“I don’t know why you would cry about that. Why would you be crying?”
I was furious. “You really don’t know why someone would cry about rape and kidnapping? Are you serious?!?”
“Why are you now angry at me?!”
“Because I’m super crazy idiot who is mentally ill.”
I hung up and texted her about why women cry about rape and kidnapping.
She responded well I wasn’t there and I don’t know the details of your rape and I don’t know what you would cry about it.
The perp was convicted. She was there when he confessed to all the details.
Several rounds of texts and she kept asking why would I cry about it. I told her go get a therapist to tell you. I even told her I cry because I’m mentally ill. I started listing insults about myself. I don’t know why. I think I just lost it.
She kept going. Kept asking what is wrong with me because she wouldn’t cry. I told her I don’t care what she would do.
I replied to ask why she has no empathy? Why is she cruel? Why has she deemed no woman should ever be given a moment to cry because she must witness the rape first hand before she will understand why a woman cries when reminded of it. I started asking her back if she is a sociopath and that’s why she has no empathy.
Ok soo this was not a functional interaction. I have no plans for further contact at this time.
But I can’t seem to find a way to handle this. Before I usually just ended contact when she gets this nasty like this. It’s not a “help me understand” question. She has said before that she does this to try to help me understand that the problem is me and then I would ever cry about it because it doesn’t change anything and she has to be able to see the trauma happen because she so stupi she has said before that she does this to try to help me understand that the problem is me and then I would ever cry about it because it doesn’t change anything and she has to be able to see the trauma happen before she can validate that a response is acceptable.
What is wrong with her? What am I even supposed to do about this anymore? What the f is wrong with my mother?
She is a trauma survivor. Much more severe than me. Maybe that’s why she is this way. I don’t know. I don’t care. I wish she would leave me alone about this I’m never allowed to ever had a feeling about anything I am just to be completely m she is a trauma survivor. Much more severe than me. Maybe that’s why she is this way. I don’t know. I don’t care. I wish she would leave me alone about this I’m never allowed to ever had a feeling about anything I am just to be completely flat or here comes the oh god I don’t know why that would bother you. She doesn’t know why being raped or being reminded of being raped would ever bother me what is wrong with me how could I be bothered by it.
I can’t take it anymore!
I’m thinking about writing people she knows that are family friends who are therapists that can help her understand why women cry about rape or to at least shut up about it. I know we could also and ties with her but I’m not ready to do that. I want to do something to help her understand. Maybe I could send her photos from the evidence file of what was done to my body? Maybe that would help her out? I can’t take it anymore. I just can’t take it anymore.
“I don’t know why you would cry about that. Why would you be crying?”
I was furious. “You really don’t know why someone would cry about rape and kidnapping? Are you serious?!?”
“Why are you now angry at me?!”
“Because I’m super crazy idiot who is mentally ill.”
I hung up and texted her about why women cry about rape and kidnapping.
She responded well I wasn’t there and I don’t know the details of your rape and I don’t know what you would cry about it.
The perp was convicted. She was there when he confessed to all the details.
Several rounds of texts and she kept asking why would I cry about it. I told her go get a therapist to tell you. I even told her I cry because I’m mentally ill. I started listing insults about myself. I don’t know why. I think I just lost it.
She kept going. Kept asking what is wrong with me because she wouldn’t cry. I told her I don’t care what she would do.
I replied to ask why she has no empathy? Why is she cruel? Why has she deemed no woman should ever be given a moment to cry because she must witness the rape first hand before she will understand why a woman cries when reminded of it. I started asking her back if she is a sociopath and that’s why she has no empathy.
Ok soo this was not a functional interaction. I have no plans for further contact at this time.
But I can’t seem to find a way to handle this. Before I usually just ended contact when she gets this nasty like this. It’s not a “help me understand” question. She has said before that she does this to try to help me understand that the problem is me and then I would ever cry about it because it doesn’t change anything and she has to be able to see the trauma happen because she so stupi she has said before that she does this to try to help me understand that the problem is me and then I would ever cry about it because it doesn’t change anything and she has to be able to see the trauma happen before she can validate that a response is acceptable.
What is wrong with her? What am I even supposed to do about this anymore? What the f is wrong with my mother?
She is a trauma survivor. Much more severe than me. Maybe that’s why she is this way. I don’t know. I don’t care. I wish she would leave me alone about this I’m never allowed to ever had a feeling about anything I am just to be completely m she is a trauma survivor. Much more severe than me. Maybe that’s why she is this way. I don’t know. I don’t care. I wish she would leave me alone about this I’m never allowed to ever had a feeling about anything I am just to be completely flat or here comes the oh god I don’t know why that would bother you. She doesn’t know why being raped or being reminded of being raped would ever bother me what is wrong with me how could I be bothered by it.
I can’t take it anymore!
I’m thinking about writing people she knows that are family friends who are therapists that can help her understand why women cry about rape or to at least shut up about it. I know we could also and ties with her but I’m not ready to do that. I want to do something to help her understand. Maybe I could send her photos from the evidence file of what was done to my body? Maybe that would help her out? I can’t take it anymore. I just can’t take it anymore.