healingangel90
Silver Member
I hate feeling as bad as I do all the time. I'm always tired and sad. My parents are always piling more pressure on me and don't understand why it's so hard for me to do simple things. I wish they'd just take a look at me and realize how hurt I am. I've given them all the signs, but no one seems to notice or care. I gave them signs when I was little and being abused, but they just ignored it all. I think I'm allowed to be angry at them for this. I love them and I know they do care about me, but I'm mad that they are so ignorant. They see what they want. They treat me so differently compared to my brother. I have a fever right now, but can't tell them because I know I'll just get yelled at for getting sick. It's always my fault if I get sick.
If my brother has a cold or something, they act like it's the end of the world. He recently twisted his foot, and they took him to the hospital and made such a big deal out of it. I understand it hurt, and I have no problem with taking care of him. I've been doing the most taking care of him as it is. I wake up early to drive him to school, leave whatever I'm doing to go pick him up, wake up whenever he needs anything, and get him his food, medication, etc. I want to do that for him. But then when I think back to when I was a kid, I've twisted my ankle, sprained toes, dislocated a toe (I'm a dancer so lots of foot injuries)...
Even when I dislocated my toe, they refused to take me to the hospital even when I was in tears asking them to. My mom just gave me pain killers and told me to go to sleep, and she popped my toe back into place while I was asleep. They would also make me do my brother's schoolwork when he was younger. I know I probably just sound like a jealous big sister that doesn't get attention, but this really bothers me. I just feel like I'm not treated the same way, but I don't know what I did. They say things like I'm a failure and I'm not pretty, and how I'm dumb.
I'm actually a pretty smart person. In high school, I was an honors/AP straight A student, and sure the PTSD had a big affect on my grades in college, but I've stuck through and I'll be graduating on time with a double major. I've just always done everything I can to be the perfect daughter, but I'm realizing that nothing will ever be good enough for them. I've never heard them say that they're proud of me. Sorry for the rant, but something that just happened triggered all this.
If my brother has a cold or something, they act like it's the end of the world. He recently twisted his foot, and they took him to the hospital and made such a big deal out of it. I understand it hurt, and I have no problem with taking care of him. I've been doing the most taking care of him as it is. I wake up early to drive him to school, leave whatever I'm doing to go pick him up, wake up whenever he needs anything, and get him his food, medication, etc. I want to do that for him. But then when I think back to when I was a kid, I've twisted my ankle, sprained toes, dislocated a toe (I'm a dancer so lots of foot injuries)...
Even when I dislocated my toe, they refused to take me to the hospital even when I was in tears asking them to. My mom just gave me pain killers and told me to go to sleep, and she popped my toe back into place while I was asleep. They would also make me do my brother's schoolwork when he was younger. I know I probably just sound like a jealous big sister that doesn't get attention, but this really bothers me. I just feel like I'm not treated the same way, but I don't know what I did. They say things like I'm a failure and I'm not pretty, and how I'm dumb.
I'm actually a pretty smart person. In high school, I was an honors/AP straight A student, and sure the PTSD had a big affect on my grades in college, but I've stuck through and I'll be graduating on time with a double major. I've just always done everything I can to be the perfect daughter, but I'm realizing that nothing will ever be good enough for them. I've never heard them say that they're proud of me. Sorry for the rant, but something that just happened triggered all this.