It all started with mom explaining to me that she was going to give me and my sib the current house, while she moved in with her husband. Then we'd use the spare rooms to rent out basically. But it was when I talked to my sibling and they mentioned the possibility of getting kicked out if I was to become to toxic, not pay the rent or what have you... Like I get that if I'm being a piece of shit and abusive they'll boot me. I do understand it logically, but emotionally I feel like the tiny bit of control I had at all is gone...
And it feels like a switch in my head got set off.
All the sudden I'm remembering the kids putting tacks on my seat, I'm remembering them tripping me as I walked, I'm remembering being screamed at by teachers, I'm remembering the girls always taunting me in the locker rooms, I'm remembering all these f*cking teachers/staff that I tried so desperately to reach out to... And they branded me as trouble. Teachers, staff, substitutes, people who were supposed to be my friends... They weren't there for me. And much, much more betrayal and the like from authority figures... It feels like what little trust I had in people (except my therapist, mom and my sibling) is crumbling. Everything hurts and it's so raw... and I didn't used to be so pained like this. It didn't used to hurt like this.
I just don't want to be left behind again or ganged up on somehow. I want to set some guidelines of my own to feel like I'll have possibly some control... even if I'm terrified.
Sib said they just want me to do my chores, not binge on the other person's food (the person renting I'm assuming), not be too overall hostile and the like, and pay part of the rent.
Does anyone have any suggestions on how to handle such a huge change? Tips? Etc? I've -never- done this before and I'm still trying to learn healthy boundaries and wants.
And it feels like a switch in my head got set off.
All the sudden I'm remembering the kids putting tacks on my seat, I'm remembering them tripping me as I walked, I'm remembering being screamed at by teachers, I'm remembering the girls always taunting me in the locker rooms, I'm remembering all these f*cking teachers/staff that I tried so desperately to reach out to... And they branded me as trouble. Teachers, staff, substitutes, people who were supposed to be my friends... They weren't there for me. And much, much more betrayal and the like from authority figures... It feels like what little trust I had in people (except my therapist, mom and my sibling) is crumbling. Everything hurts and it's so raw... and I didn't used to be so pained like this. It didn't used to hurt like this.
I just don't want to be left behind again or ganged up on somehow. I want to set some guidelines of my own to feel like I'll have possibly some control... even if I'm terrified.
Sib said they just want me to do my chores, not binge on the other person's food (the person renting I'm assuming), not be too overall hostile and the like, and pay part of the rent.
Does anyone have any suggestions on how to handle such a huge change? Tips? Etc? I've -never- done this before and I'm still trying to learn healthy boundaries and wants.
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