So I've posted on here about the whole molestation scandal in my family. Short version? I had memories my whole life of my stepfather molesting me. Confronted him in the summer, he took a lie detector test and passed it.
My relationship with my mother has always been difficult. She is the worst thing in the world for my self-esteem because she will literally just talk down to my for an hour at a time, like, torturing me....sometimes about things that happened a decade or more ago. No expiration date on my mistakes with her.
So now Thanksgiving is here. I'm always depressed on the holidays anyway, that's been going on for years. So don't need extra help there. Every year on Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year's I want to kill myself, without fail. So I already prepare for that. Well this year I told my mother that I wasn't participating in the Thanksgiving plans. I haven't seen my family since this molestation thing in the summer. I just can't. When I think about it, I think I'm going to faint or have a panic attack. I WISH I could get over it. I WISH I could accept that the lie detector test was right (like, even if it WASN'T right, I wish I would just think that it was right to move on with my life).
So last night she called me, and for 55 minutes, just berated me. Like, extreme mental torture. Calling me names, telling me that if she gets cancer or my stepfather dies, that I am responsible. Telling me that she wishes she hadn't signed MY house (it was in her name for almost ten years after I got clean - I had signed it over to her when I was in rehab) that I own and live in back over to me, and blatantly admitted that she would throw me out of my OWN HOUSE if she could because I'm not doing what she wants. She told me I am "the most selfish person" she has ever met in her life. Meanwhile, I literally devote a significant portion of my existence HELPING other people, like, its my job, and a lot of my personal life.
So I went to bed last night feeling deeply depressed. Woke up this morning feeling the same way. I made myself get up. I have plans with a friend to go to his house and cook dinner and I'm doing it....not sitting around like this all day, I refuse.
I NEED TO CUT HER OUT OF MY LIFE. I can't put up with her crap anymore. Its terrible, just horrendous for my mental health. :(
My relationship with my mother has always been difficult. She is the worst thing in the world for my self-esteem because she will literally just talk down to my for an hour at a time, like, torturing me....sometimes about things that happened a decade or more ago. No expiration date on my mistakes with her.
So now Thanksgiving is here. I'm always depressed on the holidays anyway, that's been going on for years. So don't need extra help there. Every year on Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year's I want to kill myself, without fail. So I already prepare for that. Well this year I told my mother that I wasn't participating in the Thanksgiving plans. I haven't seen my family since this molestation thing in the summer. I just can't. When I think about it, I think I'm going to faint or have a panic attack. I WISH I could get over it. I WISH I could accept that the lie detector test was right (like, even if it WASN'T right, I wish I would just think that it was right to move on with my life).
So last night she called me, and for 55 minutes, just berated me. Like, extreme mental torture. Calling me names, telling me that if she gets cancer or my stepfather dies, that I am responsible. Telling me that she wishes she hadn't signed MY house (it was in her name for almost ten years after I got clean - I had signed it over to her when I was in rehab) that I own and live in back over to me, and blatantly admitted that she would throw me out of my OWN HOUSE if she could because I'm not doing what she wants. She told me I am "the most selfish person" she has ever met in her life. Meanwhile, I literally devote a significant portion of my existence HELPING other people, like, its my job, and a lot of my personal life.
So I went to bed last night feeling deeply depressed. Woke up this morning feeling the same way. I made myself get up. I have plans with a friend to go to his house and cook dinner and I'm doing it....not sitting around like this all day, I refuse.
I NEED TO CUT HER OUT OF MY LIFE. I can't put up with her crap anymore. Its terrible, just horrendous for my mental health. :(