J_trustno1
Diamond Member
Let's start this on a simple re-occurring note. As from all my threads I know that I have been repeating the same stuff but I can't simply help it. The morning happens and my mother visits their house and the evening happens her sister (pedophiles wife) comes to our house. They have their little tea parties or whatever the hell you call it. They are enjoying their "family" time while I am stuck in my room either applying for jobs or feeling betrayed.
I have asked my mother several times to choose between her siblings or me but she refuses to and puts off the matter saying that she can't choose between her family or me because I am her "daughter" (i know! "Daughter" - a word which means deception to me now). All these relations seem fraudulent to me now. I mean where was her love for me when she told me not to tell anyone about the pedophile when I told her when i was little (11yrs of age)? Where was her love for her daughter when her sisters used to give me makeup, wax my legs, bleach my face and do facials on me when i was 12? Where was her love for me when I was forced to work at her brother's restaurant and him making faces at me and chasing me down to my room, plus humiliating me in front of 50+ people on my 13th birthday and him lashing out on me after 1am or 2am when I finished work at his restaurant?
Whenever I try confronting her, I am called insane and mental. Why the hell can't I just stop giving a F*** about these people and mind my own bloody business and worry about my own little miserable life than thinking about them? Why can't I just let go of the feeling of being cheated? I wake up with the same question each morning and which is "why did my mother cheat me?". Yes, she cooks and takes me to my psychologist but why the hell won't she just choose her relatives so that I can just hate her and leave her forever and never look back? I want a permanent answer which I am not getting at all. I feel trapped.
Thanks for listening.
I have asked my mother several times to choose between her siblings or me but she refuses to and puts off the matter saying that she can't choose between her family or me because I am her "daughter" (i know! "Daughter" - a word which means deception to me now). All these relations seem fraudulent to me now. I mean where was her love for me when she told me not to tell anyone about the pedophile when I told her when i was little (11yrs of age)? Where was her love for her daughter when her sisters used to give me makeup, wax my legs, bleach my face and do facials on me when i was 12? Where was her love for me when I was forced to work at her brother's restaurant and him making faces at me and chasing me down to my room, plus humiliating me in front of 50+ people on my 13th birthday and him lashing out on me after 1am or 2am when I finished work at his restaurant?
Whenever I try confronting her, I am called insane and mental. Why the hell can't I just stop giving a F*** about these people and mind my own bloody business and worry about my own little miserable life than thinking about them? Why can't I just let go of the feeling of being cheated? I wake up with the same question each morning and which is "why did my mother cheat me?". Yes, she cooks and takes me to my psychologist but why the hell won't she just choose her relatives so that I can just hate her and leave her forever and never look back? I want a permanent answer which I am not getting at all. I feel trapped.
Thanks for listening.