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People Who Have CUT Their Families OFF, What Was The LAST Straw?
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It is not “Blood is thicker than water” but rather “The blood shed on the battlefield is thicker than the water of the womb.” Remember that.
"Womb," but yeah. The message that the bonds you form with others can be stronger than familial ties.
@@daynechastant thank you, I didn’t notice the typo, I’ll fix it now :D
My take is "blood may be thicker than water, but it's also more toxic."
Blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb.
It means relationships you forge yourself are more meaningful than relationships thrust upon you at birth.
Yeah, im pretty sure this is the version ive heard @sasukedemon888888888
I had to cut my mom out of my life for reasons too painful and honestly complicated to explain here, but hearing all these stories of moms who behaved in similar ways has begun to give me the reassurance I needed that I did the right thing and she can't hurt me and especially my family anymore.
Remember family is supposed to help not hurt
@planga9996 I wish that applied to every family, but luckily, family doesn't only apply to blood ties
It's always complicated and people never seem to understand. I've noticed specifically that any of my friends that had issues with their dads, nobody gives them a hard time for cutting things off but when someone has the same or worse situation with their mom, it's all excuses and telling you you need to make things right.
You don't have to justify it to people as long as you are sure you did the right thing.
Had to do the same with mine . I always suspected mine to be a psychopath . She always was manipulative , completely lacking emphathy and narcissistic.
I hope you found a mother figure who you can call mom- and someone who can support you no matter what.
My mother blew off my wedding because she claimed we hadn't told her well in advance (we had) and she'd scheduled an elective dental procedure a few days beforehand that would prevent her from getting on a plane. Coincidentally, my dad was going to be on a business trip to Eastern Europe at the same time and also couldn't get out of it. My wife and I are pretty sure that they were lashing out at us for planning a small informal ceremony that we were fully paying for, instead of asking them to fund a huge event so that they'd have us over a barrel financially and could basically invite all their friends and turn it into a celebration of themselves. This wasn't even technically the culmination of three decades of gaslighting, manipulation, and financial abuse at every turn, but it did turn out to be the best wedding gift they could have given us; that story has shut down every single person who has ever started telling me that even when parents make mistakes they always have your best interests at heart. Apparently blowing off your only daughter's wedding because of an elective dentistry scheduling conflict is enough of a sacred cow violation to make even really deluded people reassess.
I'm so glad my whole family is nice and helpful to each other.
Had anybody been like these stories. You bet my entire family would've witch hunted them on sight.
Sometimes I see people that are upset that people who haven't been through something like this don't seem to understand it. I've always firmly stood on the idea that anytime someone is ignorant of how it is to lose someone they love, or to have to break off a relationship due to some abuse, that it is a good thing. I wish fewer people understood what it was like, and I envy you guys.
I got a story, I cut off my mom from my life many years ago, I can't remember what the final straw was, but I do remember the last day I saw her. She yelled at me because I sent screenshots of her explicit texts between her and her hundreds of boytoys to my dad. I did it because I was pissed that she was seeing them while still claiming to want to reconcile with my dad (they were separated because she cheated, but not fully divorced at the time), like the two faced snake she is.
She found out what I did and screamed at me calling me a "worthless, useless, waste of space, demon child, that no human will ever want."
You made the right decision, I hope things are better for you now.
I hope and your dad is doing well right now
I'm pretty sure every decent person would want someone who's willing it whistle blow on their behalf.
Upset that she got caught, not upset that what she did was wrong. You protected your dad as well as yourself, at personal risk of loss. That's a hero in my book.
@@DomSte128 he’s now been married to a lovely new lady for over three years now and has recently moved into a nice townhouse. Things are looking up for him.
Story 12: I'm sorry but there's no negotiating on that bs. That behavior only gets worse with time. by then it's too late. Op should have called the authorities
Agreed! This doesn't stop, it doesn't get better, and someone's going to get hurt. I hope others could convince that OP to call the cops before someone else gets hurt like their child, or worse.
I had an appendectomy in the 90's so that gallbladder analogy is very relatable with me. No reason to keep poison in your body just like there is no reason to keep poison in your life. Cut it out and don't look back. If you're not strong enough to cut it out on your own (metaphorically, of course), get some help to assist. You won't cry as much and you'll be happier and healthier without it. Peace on brothers, sisters along with everyone outside and in between.
What's funny is I learned almost that exact saying from therapy, except I learned it as "oh, they're 'a part of me because family???', well so is my appendix, but when that crap starts to try to kill me, I cut that fucker out". 🤣
Sending good vibes and love to anyone relating to either sentiment.
Hearing that last story hurt so bad. My mom and I have a great relationship with the Arts. She's always encouraged me to pursue my creative hobbies. She was there for my choir shows, my drama club productions, my art shows. Everything. She even has been urging me to send some writing works to publishers to see if I can't get published. Heart of an angel.
To know that there was another mom like that out there who let a bottle ruin everything... I am so sorry for OP on that story. Out of every vice in the world, even cigarettes, I hate alcohol the most.
Yeah I wish I'd had a mom that would have encouraged creativity. The mom I had tried to ban me from writing stories when I didn't care about school
I cut my family off after my mom and dad refused to fly me out to see them come Christmas cause my already failing mental health was too much of burden for them and my grandma (wonderful woman and absolutely the best person ever!) had to force her to at least find me a place and another family to spend time with so I wasn’t completely alone. I started to open my eyes to a consistent pattern of neglect and abuse through my entire life up till then, proceeded to cut my dad, mom and brother (golden child who my mom picked up from college cause “he had no where to stay for Christmas/winter break”.) from my life been in therapy for my abusive past and haven’t looked back nor regretted it since. It’s been over a year and I’m so proud of myself for how far I’ve come with the help of a wonderful therapist and psychiatrist who got my diagnosed correctly and on the right meds. 🖤
Minor example, I think, but I used to live with my mom and great grandma. When my mom passed away, my great grandma followed about a year later. The house was forclosed on and so I had to live with my uncle and his wife. It was a small place, and I ended having to crash on the floor, but a roof over my head was better than none...
*They're good people, I genuinely believe that,* but they'd get drunk and fight or toss insults my way. More than once, I had to crash at a friend's house either because I was locked out from coming back too late or because I didn't want to walk in on them having a shouting match or feel like the reason their parties had to end was because their nephew was trying to sleep. The few times I wasn't able to get out or the drunken rants would veer towards me. I have a hard time hearing and usually asked people to repeat themselves, or they'd say something like "we were doing just fine before you".
Eventually after some drama I moved out and started staying with a friend, but I'd still visit during the holidays because they're still family and some of the few I had left in the city. Also because I wanted to let my friend have holiday time with HIS family without me just kind of existing awkwardly. I'd usually just chill, maybe bring my laptop since we didn't really do much but watch tv together and eat a big dinner. They had been drinking and my uncle's wife got on a rant about how I was just a leech coming for food and how I shouldn't come back next year without bringing some food as well.
If it were my uncle, who works a factory job, does most of the housework, and generally tries his best in the shitty situation he's found himself in, I would have been more upset than anything. But instead it was his wife, the woman who's called me useless behind my back, spent her days sitting on the couch watching tv, once tried to blame me for her diabetes, and whom I don't recall ever seeing go to work. I was done, and after that day I politely bowed out of interacting with them beyond what was needed. My uncle tries to contact me occasionally, and I'm not cold to him, but my last few years of holidays have been notably family-free.
I can relate to story 5. Anytime she gets angry, my grandmother will tell my mama "I wish the Turpentine I drank when I was pregnant with you would have worked." Apparently she's been telling her that my mama's entire life. Additionally, my mama has 5 kids, I was the 5th. About a year before having me, my mama got into a car accident that left her permanently physically disabled. When she got pregnant with me, my grandmother told her she just needed to ab*rt me. She said 4 kids was more than anyone would every want anyways. Now anytime my mama's health declines or she gets hospitalized, my grandmother will say "Your mother should have ab*rted you when she had the chance. Maybe then her health wouldn't be so bad." Even when I was a little girl she would tell me that when my mama left the room. So yeah, I understand where story 5 is coming from.
Oh I’m so sorry you and your Mom had to hear such horrible words from someone who is supposed to love you. My Grandparents ignored me when I was really young . They pretended I was not standing in front of their table at a restaurant and then walked right past our table. I was about 3 or 4.
Ya I’m sure your mother is sick because of you and not because she’s around such a toxic selfish person like your grandmother. I’m so sorry. Nobody deserves to deal with creatures like that.
I'm so sorry you went through that and the fact that no one ever called your grandma on her toxic bs is worse. If someone said that to a child in my presence they'd be getting slapped across the face at best. Violence shouldn't be the go to but people like that rarely learn from being gently told why their words are vile. At least the fear of someone else slapping her would maybe make her keep her trash to herself.
I cut my mum out of my life temporarily, though it likely would have been permanent if she hadn't had made the first move in reestablishing a connection. She had a really bad stroke in 2011 that I believe was the result of a nearly yearlong drinking binge that she went on the year before. She had been an alcoholic before and leading up to my birth but after my godmother broke her of it, she was able to have a healthy relationship with alcohol for almost 2 decades without it becoming an issue. A lot of jobs she worked were bartending type jobs where her bosses didn't really care if their employees were blotto during work, but in her later years she'd only have a drink or two for a special occasion, usually no more than a few strawberry daiquiris or some wine, nothing huge. What started her addiction up again was me asking if we could split a tiny bit of a bottle of Jack that she had had for years. It was all downhill from there and for a while afterward I blamed myself for everything that had happened because the stroke messed her up bad mentally. Physically she was fine, no paralysis or lasting damage but mentally she was like a little kid and in addition to the guilt I felt for it all I essentially mourned the loss of her, because she would never be the same again. Eventually I realized that I wasn't to blame and that she could have always said no like she had for the prior 2 decades. I'm thinking that she went off the deep end like she did because I was grown and no longer had to depend on her. One day during a call, she got mad at me because I wouldn't let her move back home (nursing home was where she needed to be) and had the nerve to blame me for her having to be in a home despite it being a consequence of her own actions. I told her to never call me again and hung up. After all the time it took me to stop blaming myself and then she turns around, and does it? Hell no! The NC lasted for about 10 months before she called me out of the blue and we reconciled. I'm glad she did because she only lived another year or two before she passed from illness. We had always had a contentious relationship and even though her blaming me was the catalyst for the NC I'm sure there were other things at play as well.
I cut my sister off for a number of reasons, she's bipolar, and constantly picking fights, the last straw was her getting angry and she tried to call me a liar after being told that I don't and have never had a sense of smell.
And she was and still is the kind of person who would lash out and star fights if you were to try and say she was wrong about something.
Case in point there was a time she sat there yelling that pho wasn't made with rice noodles..
A gaslighter if I ever met one..
My biomom screamed at me for hours and threatened to cut me out of her life for dating a Jewish boy. He was a perfectly nice person from a perfectly nice family but the fact that he and his family are Jewish and attended services at their synagogue made her lose her god damn mind. I asked her what would happen if I dated a black person and her response was (somehow) even more hideous.
She was abusive to a frankly insane degree before but the fact that she was so hateful (and had managed to hide it so well up to then) was the last straw. Nobody with that kind of hate in their heart is allowed to be in my life.
Story 12: She's raising a predator. There's no nice way to put it. I don't know who, why or where he got the idea that this is okay but clearly the one who is going to hold the most responsibility for his eventually arrest (or possibly even death) will be his mother since she's letting this happen by denying it. She'll get nothing good out of this and it doesn't matter if she doesn't care: it'll cost her more than just isolation.
That one made me so mad because honestly, the OP is enabling it, too. F*ck "protecting the family" or whatever, you find out about something like that and you find out that the parents are playing dumb, you report that crap. Because today, it's your kid (and most likely the niece who's clearly been trained on what to say 🤮), tomorrow it's a stranger's kid and their child was fully SA'd. OP is part of the problem and needs to be told as much. Sorry, not sorry but they've taken the cowards way out and are failing both their daughter and their niece.
Honestly, the thing that hurts me the most about this is that that child could be getting these ideas by someone who is actually doing this stuff to them... So, someone really needs to talk to that kid about why he's doing this crap and see if there is anything shady going on behind the scenes. If no one is doing anything to this kid, then Idk where he could be getting these ideas, but either way this kid needs help... 😬😣😖
Remember, everyone:
No matter how crappy your life may be and how horrible your parents may (Or luckily may not) be, your family is the people you grew up with.
my breaking point was when my mom said she and my brothers would live out in the woods with no contact like the one guy who B*mbed the mail. that was after hearing from her everyone is against you for my whole life. nearly 20 yrs of peace.
Kids: kept canceling visits on my weekends. “New policy: you kids call me when you want to come over.”…. Been 6 years. 🤷🏼♂️🤷🏼♂️🤷🏼♂️
My dad went through it as well. He never stopped trying though, not until the day he died. My mom proactively tried to brainwash my siblings into hating him and convincing them he abused them and sadly it worked.
I came back from a deployment and had just given birth as well. My step-dad was insanely abusive my whole life. He was a extreme punishment type to where I got removed once because I had to have between my legs reconstructed when I was caught masterbating as a teenager so he used a belt to beat me between the legs while my mom and siblings held me down. When I came to bring my newborn in my sister ran out and warned my mother and I not to bring the baby in. My mom took my son in anyway. My dad snapped and attacked my mom and baby and I at around a week postpartum engaged in a fight to protect my boy. He told me as I left, "no self respecting white boy will ever want me." My husband was asian. I've since then had 4 more children whoms life he is not in. Been 10 years since I've been in a room with him.
Cut off my guardians when, after years and years of emotional abuse, one refused to apologize for backing her husband trying to convince me to end my life after coming home from the hospital at 14 for trying, insisting it was sometbing the doctor and god told them to do, then turned around and called me and my partner pedophiles for dating my fiance (we are polyamorous and i didnt mean for her to know that) . My fiance is 6 months my junior and we grew up together and have been together since 7th grade. The reasoning? Hes autistic. I and my other partner are ALSO autistic. This was about 2-3 years ago now and it was one of the best decisions i ever made. She still tries to send me posts calling me a narcissist and claims i abused her starting at 11 years old, but i dont use facebook so i just let her scream into the void.
My mom is cut off for many reasons. All of them painful. Parentification, heavy physical and emotional abuse. Things like throwing me into the walls, or beating me with coat hangers and extension cords. Convincing my step dad that I had said or done things I hadn't, destroying anything I valued as a comfort item. She's narcissistic and Very charismatic, finds it easy to wrap people around her fingers and make you feel insane, make you Look insane in front of said people. I got away from her for my own safety and sanity, she still tries to contact me. According to my siblings shes heavily medicated now and is doing Much better, but I have no trust left to give her so that is that.
My Dad had diabetes, copd, dementia, kidneys working at 20%, diaphragm stopped working. He passed away at 73. My toxic sister told me it was my fault he passed away. I cut her off after that. This was among so many other hurtful things she had said and done.
Cut my dad out 11 years ago. We went out of state to do a few jobs that paid great. He stole $28,000 from me and watched me lose my house me my wife and 2 kids sleep in my mom's basement. All that happened before I realized it was him that took it. Even told my mom I spent it all on drugs. The way I see it at this point it cost me $28,000 to never have to deal with him again. Well worth it!!
My Grandma. She just doesn’t give a damn about anyone’s boundaries. She once had a crying fit because I wouldn’t let her watch me change. She cried because of the idea of me getting face tattoos (I wasn’t planning on getting any, she just started crying saying I wasn’t allowed.) She would make a big show of hugging me only to remember that I have horrible back pain that makes touch intolerable. She never listened to or respected my Mom, to the point that, when asked to take me to a doctors appointment in another city when I was seven, I didn’t eat for three days because she didn’t believe my mom when she said I wouldn’t eat without being told. I was constantly breaking bones and getting bruises at her house as a toddler because she just wouldn’t watch me. She constantly asks my mom if my sister is still a lesbian (yes), and keeps claiming that it’s a phase and she’ll grow out of it eventually. The final straw was when she said she’d put down my cat (who has an inflammatory bowel disorder) if she had custody of her. What I could never stand was that no one ever told her off. She would fuck up and do hurtful things and everyone would just shrug and go about their day.
I cut my sperm donor (Father) out as a child because he was abusive and a drunk, I'm Autistic so I was always a "Black Sheep" my mother was always working and honestly...I see her parents as my parents and her as a sister who loves me but always thinks she is right.
You know, sometimes I think my people are annoying, then I hear these stories and feel the need to tell them I love them.
This is not my story, it’s my cousin’s. There is **a lot** and I can’t put it all here. She had a really bad childhood and her parents failed her. She was put into foster care after her excuse for a human being step farther do the shit he did. Her grandparents took her in. They would treat her like a child, take all the foster care money, even when she needed it, etc. there is a lot of stuff they did. They are the reason she has to take extra classes each semester in college. They’re the reason she got her driver’s listens around 20. They never helped her in her near adult to adult life. My cousin could explain this better, but they were just not the best people. It doesn’t sound that bad here, but it was actually bad. My cousin now lives with my dad and they cut our grandma and grandpa out of their lives..
I'm the youngest of five kids and I'm in my early thirties and I'm still a lightning rod for my family's anger and passive aggression because they can't find a healthy way to deal with it themselves. I don't want a permanently shun them but I do want to keep them at arm's length. By that I mean I see them every Christmas and Thanksgiving and also measure family events like baptisms and weddings but that's it.
I cut my mom out of my life after my sister attempted suicide. It's a long story and some may not understand, but after my dad won custody of all of us my mom started a concerted effort to gaslight my sister into believing she had chosen wrong by going with my dad and trying to convince her she was abused. I found this out after that, and found out it was working, which had lead to her not only starting to hate my dad, but to try and kill herself as well. My dad was in no way abusive, and my mom absolutely was emotionally abusive and manipulative. She would constantly shit talk anyone in your life she considered a threat to you caring more about her, and try to convince you they were out to get you in some way.
That was the point where I knew I couldn't set the example for my other siblings that we needed to have a relationship with her. I was fine, her shit never worked for me, but that was the first time I realized it was actually working on someone younger and more impressionable than I.
I'm only 18 but I've decided I want nothing to do with my Aunt Eve. She's hurt my grandfather enough, cutting him out of her life. She wouldn't even let him into my Aunt Helen's funeral, the only sister who CARED about my grandfather. My grandfather is the only father I've ever had, because my own father abandoned me. Me and my grandfather may have had a rocky start, but we're getting better. He is 69 and his age is getting to him, so I'm trying to make up for my past mistakes; so is he. I love him. I can't imagine anyone hurting such a sweet old man. Makes me resent my granddad's side even more than I already do.
You can forgive someone and still cut them off. Forgive so you can have peace of mind, but don't forget. Remember the how's and why's so you might avoid similar hurt in the future.
Forgiveness doesn’t mean letting bygones be bygones. Forgiveness is letting go of the hope for a better past. Sometimes it’s also letting go of the hope for a better future.
Well damn these were the relatives are the hell in these stories💯😅😅
Story 12: op is duing his duty as a parent protecting his kids and is a hero. But I am pretty worried about the kid showing such disturbing behavior and his mom and grandma being oblivious to it. He needs to understand that what he's doing is unacceptable and to get therapy. It may seem inoffensive to mom and grandma while he is still 11 but it will take one less generous person than op to land him in jail (especially as he is growing up). Tldr mom and grandma are doing a huge disservice to the kid by not addressing the issue.
We didn't cut her out, she cut us out though it was a matter of time either way. My aunt is the drama queen of the family and literally starts fights because she's insecure. Example, my grandparents are older and are, unfortunately getting to the point where they are starting to go downhill (not blaming my aunt for this, it happens to everyone eventuality). My dad called her, on speaker and was calmly saying we should take shifts, us one set of days, he another, and my cousin another (yes the cousin is her daughter and, unfortunately for them, has kids of her own so they're functionally out a grandmother). Dad literally said "I know you work, as long as it works for you, it works for me." She went form "ok let's do this" to "f you" in less than a breath. All 3 of me, my dad, and my sister were present and were appalled at the shift in tone. Couple weeks later, it's one of her shifts and her and grandma are fighting (don't know why, they both like to argue), she calls dad saying how they were fighting and my dad was just yeah-suring the whole time (it did just boil down to drama and them thriving off drama) and after he said he had to go she blocked us, she blocked her daughter, her parents, everyone that's not her bf or bar buddies (she does work at a bar for context, not gonna gripe there). I feel it pertinent to say that, starting December 2022, my grandmother on that side was put on medications and is diabetic out the wazu (I've commented on other videos about that story). My aunt claimed to be there almost every day except the days she worked and the couple days we took the grandparents on vacation up until this past December when grandfather was in the hospital. Reason I doubt that is we saw her bf more and I barely saw him despite someone (parents, sisters cousins) was with them a good bit of the time, work days or otherwise. Not to mention, if you were with them EVERY DAY wouldn't you expect her to know what her medicine was, at least in a broad sense? She hadn't a clue what was on. On top of that, according to my aunt, her and her bf were making sure they had food, were clean etc. I saw the food one day "chicken salad" it was an egg and a chicken wing. Pre grandma being hospitalized, my grandfather was 5'5 250lbs, now he's down into the 190s as of his hospitalization. I'll stop this rant, before it gets even longer than it is, and I don't wanna get any more upset by this than I already am. Thanks for reading
My sister-in-law and brother called social services on my wife and I because my infant son at the time had a medical problem which made him not be able to actually digest his food so he was very underweight "couldn't hold anything down and always puked it up" I guess in their mind they just thought we were lying and neglecting him and to this day they dont see why what they did was crossing the line. They didn't burn a bridge they blew it up instantly with c4.
Geez, that's horrible and I'm sorry you went through that! I'm sure his whole medical history is well documented with his doctors' offices as it doesn't sound like something that can be self diagnosed. Is it safe to assume that they didn't believe that either?
I can relate to this somewhat. During my entire life, I've had significant and obvious disabilities that requires me to use a wheelchair and crutches to get around when I leave my home. When I was in my 30's, I wasn't able to see my dad because I couldn't travel by plane for 6 hours as I really needed hip surgery and was always in agony. My older sister who lives near him, didn't believe me and called my mom to have her make me go see him. (we have different moms) My mom told her that I wasn't physically able to travel. My sister knows I had many surgeries growing up. I've cut her out of my life for a variety of reasons and this incident was part of the issues I had with her.
My uncle by marriage is an alcoholic, he basically had 3 tipping points. He always had trouble with judgement, and that's what made him "the fun adult." For the "married in family" it was the family reunion where he bought a gross of fireworks and was being really irresponsible around 7 kids under age 9. For my aunt it was when she was cleaning in the basement and a bunch of vodka bottles fell out of the panel ceiling (not much long after they got divorced), then when he drank all his money he lived with his parents and the breaking point for them was when he ran away to Florida in the middle of the night
Following my heart attack my mother moved in with us to 'help'... she really wanted me to help her.
I wanted to cut him out at 12 but I couldn’t cut my dad off due to court orders telling me to go and visitation crap. So I blocked him on my 18th birthday. Final straw was when he didn’t respect my decision and dragged me on the floor in a police station. Forever traumatized around cops, the cops also threatened to arrest my mother and write her a ticket if I didn’t go, I had a seizure as well and was still made to go. I didn’t get checked on or anything. Later my dad poked fun at me for my “tantrum” if he gave me space after all the things he did prior maybe I could’ve been ok with him. But that…that was my final straw and I tried to make it hell since then. He died a few months after I turned 18, his last text was telling me he had cancer and was guilt tripping me. That was his 10th time I think out of my life he was telling me he had cancer he lied all the previous times so I laughed and said I don’t believe you and such…. Karma’s a b to him cuz he died alone with no family around and only his co workers around. I hyperventilate around if I’m close to a police station and around court houses.
Story 3 was my mom, plus some added emotional abuse.
When my nephew was 4, I was over for Christmas and while the kid was playing with his trains, my mom had her "regularly scheduled bitch-fit" where she went off at my dad because the weather he read off yesterday was different than the weather today. As if he was the weather god and it was his fault.
My nephew stopped playing and went up to her and asked "Gramma why are you so angry all the time?"
Mom only gave a very bitter "I'm not angry" and proceeded to sulk.
That was my wake up call. If a child can recognize an adult was acting irrational and angry all the time ...there were many problems. She had been like that my whole life (and MUCH worse), and here she was continuing the trend on my nephew.
Then Covid hit and that gave me the courage to tell dad I was done with them both. Cutting him out for failing to stop the bitch-fits and screaming she dircted at us for no reason. Years of him pretending his wife's behavior wasnt deranged...all his kids hate their mother...you think he would have stepped on before that point. In the end I had to block my dad, but I didnt have to block mom... Because she never had called me before and she certainly wasn't going to start now.
My father was an abusive narcissist. I'm not exaggerating when I say I had pretty much NO self-esteem or self worth until I was about 25 yrs/old (I cut my father off the day after my 24th bday and about 2 days before I left the country). It's been 6 years since that and I haven't spoken to him or been in the same room with him. I am thankful every day that I didn't spend even one day/hour with my father during lockdown/Covid.
My mother has bipolar disorder that she refuses to even acknowledge, let alone take care of. Unlike my father, I don't doubt that my mother cares about me in her own selfish/immature way, but I finally had to cut her off because I could not keep supporting the both of us/paying both our rent/picking her up from jail for the 4th time in 6 months. She would become delusional when her manic episodes got REALLY bad and in that state, I was the reason for all of my mother's misfortune and hardship. There's only so many times you can deal with your parent treating you like a punching bag, even if their mental illness is making them act like that. Eventually, you have to protect yourself, so I cut her off 3 years ago. Last I heard, she joined a convent and didn't even ask about me when she visited the town we both used to live in.
My heart goes out to everyone who had to protect themselves from family members (especially parents). Please know, you deserved better than that (even if the world is not a wish granting factory). I hope everyone who had to go LC/NC with family finds family that loves and accepts them! ❤
I hope you found a family who you can call your own, too. Bonus points if they’re genuinely caring and such.
@philipcheung63 I have, thankfully. At the moment, my family is pretty small, but love is one of the biggest things, there.
Imagine this situation, growing up with a violent and emotional abusive father, and a mother who did nothing really to protect us from him. He studied psychology and used that to duck with our heads, he turned the 3 of us gainst each other, he was a nasty drunk, a narcissist, used to get drunk and yell at us about how he wishes we'd never been born because he couldn't do the things he'd always wanted to. And when my mum finally left him when i was 19 she only did it to protect my youngest brother who was her golden child, she basically abandoned me there with my dad, and o literally had to sneak into her house and refuse to leave, just to get away from him. As a kid they both beat me, he would hit me with his belt, she'd hit me with her shoe. If i did something i thought was fun and I'd tell them about it they'd find something there to yell at me about it. When i was very little he used to hold me upside down over the stairs and that to drop me. I haven't spoke to my dad in 25 years, and i barely speak to my mum and i have no rational with my brothers. I'm still not sure if the old man who lived across the street abused me, but if he did they would definatley have known and did nothing.
Me and my Mom had to cut my grandmother out of our lives. She was literally taking care of her after a surgery cause no one else not one of my aunts or uncles could. Ya see this has been the story all through my moms life. Her mom always used her. Then berated her and stuff. Eventually One day my grandmother said "I don't need you anymore you can leave. She called me to pick her up and we went back home. We never talked to her after that. My mom cut her off. She tried to use my aunt and uncles as mouth pieces but she said to them, "she can eff right off" It stayed like that for 10 years until her death.
There are five people on my dad's side of the family that my mother and I cut off. The reasons are from political, to abusive/bullying, and thievery. Neither of us want the chaos that any of the 5 bring into our lives. The aunt and her hellspawn were separated due to the aunt finally putting him in a special home, we're still going to treat them as trespassers and thieves as they got away with that crap for years. None of the 5 are worth mentioning by their names as they burned a number of bridges over the years with the choices they made.
I cut my grandmother out of my life after she repeatedly made a point of telling me that I and my brothers weren't in her will now my mother (her daughter) had passed. At first it was just comments about her needing to change her will but last straw was a call asking my advice on whether she should change her will to leave inheritance directly to her 4 grandchildren or just divide her estate 2 ways omong her surviving children and let them pass it on to theirchildren.
She has 7 grandchildren if she's including my brothers and I which she obviously wasn't, when I asked why only 4 grand kids she said "well your mother's dead" so yeah using her own logic she ceased being a grandmother to us when her daughter died. Couldn't bring myself to keep contact with her or the family after that.
Hasn't happened yet but I have a feeling that it's going to happen soon. It's my mother. Now I'm a Female but I have never wanted to be in a relationship. I haven't wanted to date, get married, or have kids. They're just things I don't want in my life and I'm happy just living with my cat. However, my mother refused to accept this. She's had this grand plan in her mind about me finding someone, getting married, and having kids. At first, it started off when her just asking when I was going to start dating or having kids. I would shrug her off whenever she said it. Lately though, it's been getting worse. My Mother basically insulted me when I was back home for Thanksgiving the last time. She tried to play it off like a joke but it still hurt. I know where she got it from too. She has been mentally and emotionally abused by her Mother to this day. Refuses to believe her Mother is doing anything wrong and always makes excuses for her. Refuses to cut her out of her life because it's her Mom. The last straw is coming and I know it. If it does come, she'll know that she will be cut out of my life, whether she believes I can do it or not.
My uncle (mom's brother) has not been a part of my family for nearly 7 years because of his actions after my grandmother's passing. He attempted to sue my mother and aunt after a change to the inheritance was made while grandma was still coherent. He being the oldest was supposed to get the house but my grandma being a smart cookie that she was convince by my mom and aunt to turn the house over to my mom because there was a high likely that my uncle was going to sell the house, his childhood home that his father built with his bare hands (literally. My grandpa laid the foundation for the house in the 1950s after he left the service following WW2), and likely blow the money on expensive shit he didn't need like dirt bikes and boats because he has always been financially irresponsible (he retired from general motors and blew all his retirement pension on expensive crap including but not limited to: 3 dirt bikes, 4 motorcycles, a pair of jet skis and 2 boats)
... Christmas 2019, I wrote out and posted what happened to my tumblr account. You know what? I'll just copy and paste it from there!
I hate Christmas. I have for a long time, but what happened today finally takes the cake in ruining any and/or all good will I’ve ever had for the holiday.
The first nail in the coffin was when I was 6 years old. You see, I’ve never met my biological father, but there was this guy who acted parental enough towards me that I consider him to be my dad. On December 25, 2002 he died. Christmas hasn’t been the same since.
The next nail was when I was 17, in my last year of high school. My high school threw this “senior’s banquet”, where they invited a bunch of old people from the seniors home over to have lunch in the school gym with all of the grade 12 students… At the time, my grandpa was dying in the hospital instead of being able to be there. The old people were upset at me for being upset and I had to leave, thus losing out on what otherwise would have been a big Christmas lunch.
And now, this Christmas… Oh god, I need to give some backstory. You see, when I moved out of my mom’s place to go to college, I moved in with my brother. I was 18, he was almost 40. Our mom had her first three kids when she was 17-21 then me when she was 39, so that’s why there’s that huge age gap. Anyways, my brother then proceeded to molest me on a daily basis and I had no idea how to react. No one had ever done something like that to me before, so I froze up and ultimately let it keep happening. Thankfully, rape didn’t happen, but it almost did.
Fast forward to today where I’ve already told all of my family because they have the right to know. Then I walk in to have Christmas dinner and… HE is there! I told my family that if he was there, then I’d leave. But then they told me that he’d be sent down to the basement. But instead, he sat down at the table with me. Obviously, I couldn’t handle being that close to him AND THEY ALL KNEW WHY!!
So, freaking out, I pick up my plate and go downstairs to the basement where I’m sitting on the floor ALONE, having a mental breakdown (my third of the day, the other two happened because I was told he would be there and the thought of it fucked me up) because of how my family has trivialized when I went through. So I had to sit in the basement alone, sobbing, isolated from my family because HE was up there, laughing, joking, and having a wonderful, family fun time. No one came to be with me. No one cared enough to realize why I had left. No one, not even my mother, bothered to check on me. I’ve never felt so unloved, uncared for, betrayed, and abandoned.
They chose my molester over me!
And when my mother finally came downstairs to put some stuff in the deep freeze, she saw me and realized, but it was too late. After my brother left, I tried to explain how I felt through my tears, but none of them got it. It was all basically just “you should be grateful you got this food”. I didn’t care. I don’t think I’m ever spending Christmas with my family again. Not after this.
I. HATE. CHRISTMAS!!
... I know that some of the terminology is outdated because I originally typed that out on December 26th, 2019, but this is still the story of how my mother ended up being the only member of my remaining biological family who I haven't disowned! Because in the following few days, I consulted several people who all agreed that that would be the best course of action. Why did my mother get spared? Because as soon as she saw what was happening, she tried to calm me down and she took my side. She's been VERY careful about that kind of stuff since then!... That and she was my ride home 'cause I can't drive (medical condition) and said ride was about 3 hours long. It was during that specific drive where we were able to personally talk it out.
The dad in story nine went scorched earth on his parents love it
Mind brain damage 😤🤯🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
My sister ,she didn't send my son's birthday cards ,didn't want a presents after they looked after her dying father for 3 months .she never offered to sit with him once .he didn't want to go into a nursing home .so we all promised he wouldn't .he died at home peacefully .no of us were thanked .. she got all the sympathy from work friends and never lifted a finger to help..she look his money though in the will
My brother’s stepson bilked my mom out of about ten grand. He isn’t invited to family gatherings anymore.
The uncle one geezes I was just happy to get an elephant shaped teapot that was my grandparents I didn’t care about valuables like jewelry
I guess I got off on the lighter end of these stories. I did not grow up in an abusive household, there was no relative that we never saw or spoke of, nor was there any sort of big fight over possibly nothing that still went too far. Really, I should be someone who never had to do this. Well, I think whoever reads this can at least somewhat predict where this is going.
There might have been a few early warning signs, but I can trace back to the inflection point where I could not miss the signs. That point is the death of my maternal grandmother.
She had been through a lot in her life, up to and including things like outliving my granfather by nearly 25 years (he died of lung cancer) getting run off the road and in a bad wreck that broke her heel (pretty much impossible to heal when you're in your 80s when it happened), and suffering a pretty severe stroke in the final year of her life (demolished her speech center), all while having to deal with borderline abuses through the American medical system. It was tough watching her go through all of it, but like with her whole life before, she simply persevered through it, even the stroke.
And throughout it all, she was as sweet and loving of a grandmother one could have had. Sure, maybe she had an archaic view or two (none of which were overly conservative), and when her family history includes having been saved by a Nazi military convoy (there is a lot behind that story that has raised some serious questions about what her family was doing up to that point, questions that I will probably never get proper answers to now that she and her generation are gone), you might wonder how she could really be so sweet. Well, she just was, and she was pretty different from her other relatives, who are about as insane as you could imagine. How she ended up so different from the rest, I will never truly know, but I am grateful that she was.
I have no idea if they were always like this or if something changed in them when she had to start dealing with the abuses over her broken heel (it might have been even earlier than that, but I feel confident enough to bring that time up as a more likely possibility), but after she died, that whole side of my relatives became almost unrecognizable. I had never heard them spout so much hatred over the most inane things in my life, and as far as I have been able to tell, there are absolutely no drugs involved, not even the occasional beer, and I do not know if that makes the change better or worse (I do not think it was because they believed any and all drugs, including alcohol, to be evil, just that they never seemed to have a taste for it - I think my grandfather was the only one who drank, and even then, he only drank about one can per month).
I could not stomach being around family gatherings anymore, and it did not take long before work became a convenient excuse to not have to attend them (one of the few silver linings about my time with Amazon). As this was going on, a lot of other changes happened in my life: getting my dream job (microbiologist for home state's health department), getting laid off from said dream job because of budget cuts (f^^^ you and burn, Abbott), being left jobless for nearly two years despite nearly endless searching and applying (built a spreadsheet with over 300 listings and my tracking of their application statuses), and more. Really, it was just one thing after another, and hearing bile my maternal side of the family was spewing felt like salt in the wound.
The whole time, I had functionally cut them out of my life, but then something came up that allowed me to nearly completely cut them out - I say "nearly" because my older brother is still there, and he now considers listening to them to be pure torture, so letting him vent to me means I still have some degree of contact with them (though pretty much entirely indirectly now). This opportunity called for me to leave the US. By this point, I was getting fed up with being constantly left out of employment, and after one particularly BS move, where I met all of the listed bullet points on the application (and more) to a facility that was actually within walking distance of where I lived, I had enough of everything, including (maybe even especially) my relatives, so I just said "F^^^ it" and jumped at the opportunity.
Fast forward nearly four years later. I have been not only been outside of the US but also the northern and western hemispheres. I currently live just over the international date line, and I hope to get permanent residency soon. Last year, after nearly 10 years of not speaking with them, somehow, I got roped into talking with them (through Skype, thankfully). Eventually, the subject of my residence came up, and one of them asked why I left the US. I figured I might as well, so I laid it all out, even calling out each and every single conservative political talking point to them and showing how I am living the opposite of what their political leanings claim I would be under. I tore into them, and I am not sure how many new @$$holes I had given them individually or in total. I closed it with saying, "You're the ones who want to live in Yeehaw-di Arabia, so when it inevitably goes to sh^t, which I predict to occur in less than six months should you ever get it, do not come to me for help. And do not even think about coming here thinking I will vouch for you, because I will do what I can to see to it that you are not allowed in. I will never allow you to spread your f^^^ing stupid and cancerous hatred to here."
Was in the right for that closer of mine? Probably not. Was it cathartic to say? Absolutely. It felt like a massive weight was lifted off my shoulders, and it has been a rather suprising motivation for my residency goals.
According to my brother, they have since dropped some of the subjects they used to spew their bile over. Make no mistake, though, they still spew plenty of that hateful bile, but I guess I was enough of a shock to them that they recognized that there are certain subjects they should at least drop from conversation, if not change their minds on. I doubt they changed their minds on anything, but I will take this as a case of "silence is golden."
I guess it is one thing to cut a relative or three out of your life and a whole other thing to do that to a whole side of your relatives.
not sure what reaction will come of this but here goes; at the time I'm typing this, my roommates I once-upon-a-time called family were gone for weeks leaving all & I do mean all their pets behind. not only am I getting arrangements made for the pets to go to more loving homes, but when, for one reason or another, they don't get back: I'll sell ANYTHING of monetary value. when they eventually get back, any pain, fear, anger, sadness or all the above: I'll say I've experienced a week after they left & is my default mood since. I can't trust ANYONE now especially them, I hope the apocalypse comes early so we ALL see how humanity used to be (bipedal, animalistic monsters). I WISH I WAS MAKING ALL OF THIS UP!!! :'(😢
I cut my uncle out of my life because he effectively tried to kill me. I was 12 or 13 and watching spongebob at my grandmothers house. His wife, who was VERY pregnant, wanted to watch a court show. I asked if I can finish the episode. She told my uncle i told her no and being disrespectful. Tears were shed as well. Next thing I knew, i was on the ground with a very muscular 210 pound man holding my throat. He didnt let go until his wife said so. By the , my vision was basically gone and tears were on my face. He told my grandmother he was "disciplining" me. Nothing happened to him. Never really told anyone about it...
B4 I say the final straw i wanna say what else lead up to it. I wont go into full story mode just point out the things he did im talkingaboutmy cousin.
1. He would always brag about material things everytime I went to his house he go around pointing out what he bought since the last time I was there.
2. When I bought something he would make fun of it & or say his is better for example I once got me a stereo system it cost me about $500 the 1st day he saw it he said let's see how loud it bumps immediately called it a pos & said his $2k entertainment system was better. To which I said but I bought this on my own u & youre parents all went in on yours. Then when I bought my car he didnt have 1 so he asked for a ride & had the nerve to call it a pos just because it wasn't brand new off the lot but it ran great & had nothing wrong with it. It was a black Chevy Corsica. When he said that I told him that im not the one asking for rides.
3. When my mom passed away when I was 16 he had the nerve to question my love for her because he never saw me cry even though I cried for God knows how long the night it happened & would cry myself to sleep every night. He also brought up the fact that I didnt visit her on a daily basis & only went on days like her bday both Mexican & Americans mother's day which fall on different days. He looked at is as I didn't care but for me is that it hurt to much to see her there but I would constantly talk to her & prey for her b4 bed.
4.This goes with the 1st 2 but like I stated above he'd buy alotta unnecessary material things but then would call me for a loan so he can buy his baby diapers & formula. 1 time he had bought a brand new necklace & I told him he needed to get his priorities in order because 1 day im not gonna be there & what is he gonna do wrap his gold chain around the baby use it as a diaper. Which leads me to the final straw which is a 2 part story so 1 day he calls me that him & his parents are short on rent & needed to borrow $$ as usual I was gonna let him borrow it but then he said it was $500 so I said I don't have that much. I did have it but I didnt feel comfortable lending him that much because there were times he'd take forever to pay me back or wouldn't pay me back it was usually no more than $50 so it wasn't a big deal. Then he had the audacity to tell me why don't you pawn your stereo system. I told him why don't you pawn yours youre the 1 that needs the money. His answer was because mines sucked so no1 would buy it from the pawn shop I could just get it back his on the other hand would be sold on the 1st day. That pissed me off but I had my other cousins to think about so I told him I can give u $300 take it or leave it he took it but he acted like he was doing me a favor & tried to make me feel guilty. This was like mid November fast fwd to about a week b4 Xmas & he still hadnt paid me plus I had just spent all my money on gifts because I went all out & got paid weekly so I figured I would have $ soon. Unfortunately the payroll lady screwed up & forgot to send the hours to headquarters so we didn't get paid Friday they told us we would get paid the latest by Wednesday. So I had to ask him for $20 for gas he refused so I had to pretty much beg him he reluctantly agreed but said I had to pay him Wednesday no matter what I said fine. Come Wednesday he calls me at home(this is pre cell phone era) & asks for his $20 I told him I havent gone to work yet ill go then go cash my check after work. He said he wanted it now that the deal was Wednesday. I told him it still Wednesday he wanted me to drive to work just to get my check go cash it then go pay him then go back to work. Which was no ez task because I was working at LAX so theres no parking near by I would have to drive to employee parking which was about a mile or more away then I'd had to wait for the shuttle bus to pick me up go thru security walk out onto where the planes are walk to my work office then so the same to get back when he just had to wait 10 hours for me to do my shift. After some back & forth I had enough & said you know what just take the $20 I owe you from all the $$ u owe me even tho I never asked or nagged you to pay me back in fact keep the phucking $$ you need it more than I do but I dont want you calling me for nothing not even if its not to borrow money unless its a family emergency. Unfortunately we didnt get a chance to squash things because not long after I quit my job & decided to move to Texas for 8 years then when I came back never got in contact with him not until my aunt passed away & I went to her funeral. While I feel bad about that I don't regret it because I put up with alot
My family cut my mother's little brother out of my family. He was insane and thinks that hes always above everything else. He has done many things to the entire family that we just cut him out. He has 2 daughters and although ive never met them, my mom wont let me for "my own safety".
I don't think it gets much worse than a "mother" basically telling her child she should've aborted them
My mum because she still cant take any accountability for abusing her kids (think both kinds of abuse. Not just violent) and my sister for getting me fired for multiple jobs. Then playing the victim and cant tell why lying to her brothers employers and getting them fired is wrong.
I got blood that ain't family, and family that ain't blood. Blood don't mean s***. That's an accident of birth. Once I figured that out, it all got so much easier... Not exactly *easy*, but easier...
Out of this whole video bustotoise is what made me die of laughter
I cuted off my mum and both of my sisters not long time ago as I was done keeping on with their crap. I was always the bad one in the family because I saw throught them like through glass. continous gaslighting and than they wondered why am I so agresive when they don't stop. In their eyes I was always a failure. well sister what is 18 changed high school five times during 3 years and I wasn't allowed to do it before saying that I can make it. I didn't and I knew I will not but after that I moved out and changed like 4 jobs until I found pretty good job and my bf of 2 years supports my decision on cutting them off because of their toxic behaviour. noted that they never were like family to me more like menace. I have a condition which creates very high risk to engage in criminal activities which thanks god never happened and I was always restraining myself from any problems
11:40 I personally think that people don't have to associate with toxic people or deal with their drama to forgive someone. I can understand why this person wants no contact with their dad and I support them in keeping away from that kind of bad influence.
My middle brother has a personality disorder. He stole about 16 k from our mom and tried to gaslight us. Mom and eldest bro went full NC. I kept in contact because he had to know about deaths in the family. And to keep in touch with the kids.
But he lied to me and about me again and I had it.
My mom became a huge heavy burdon on me since i was 15 amd i had to grow up fast so i did then all she would ask me for is money so i stop helping and left her in a decent home for elderly that was 5 yrs ago im 30 now
When I caught my narcissist dad cheating
So how do you get a "custom rug" fr?
I cut my cousin out of my life because of her bullying when we were teenagers. She developed a drinking problem and died when she fell off a porch in the winter of 2020. IDK whether she froze to death or bled out.😮
My nana had 7 kids.
4 of them never bother with me ever.
2 aunties did and my mam.
But the other 4 want to distance themselves from us because they all got rich or married on to money and my mam married for love. So we are always forgotten when there is a party or something going on.
long story short i was a failed clothes hanger. got kicked out at 14 for hitting back. graduated on my own got a job on my own got a house on my own. adopted a little girl who was a kindred soul for she did not know i was the parent she needed who would teach her right from wrong. they tracked me down for there golden daughter needed a kidney. lucky im in defend your castle state plus dad protecting child kicked in pulled the scene out of army of darkness and yelled this is my boom stick. let off a boom in there direction missed on purpose. yelled at them your no blood of mine not get off my property or you will have more holes then Swiss cheese in a mouse farm. they ended up Sueing me. which my friend ended corning them into either they tried to strong arm me into giving up a kidney or strong arm me into giving them my daughter. i get a post card from them every year now since there daughter is now dead and now they want me as there kid. when i see them at the edge of my property i just pull one unopened show its unopened and set it on fire with smile
I cut my last family member, my half sister, from my life when she was legally obligated to send me money and she refused to do so because she was on a power trip. She cut me off my meds for diabetes and my antidepressant I’d been on for over a decade, which led to many complications and a nearly successful suicide attempt. I’m better, I sued her, and I haven’t spoken to her since. I no longer despise her, she is now just a memory I prefer to forget. I won’t be informed when she dies and to me, that’s the best outcome.
People: He's still your father
Me: Do I really need to give him recognition for screwing somebody else over?
15:46 you in a RV. Because if want ride on one(don’t look up roof surfing accidents).
Will both my mom's. My bio and step. Bio mom came in and tried to kidnap my 6 months old from her crib. Luckily her crib was at the end of our bed. My step yelled and cussed at me in front of my 2, 18 month and 6 month old this past Thanksgiving. Told her I wouldn't be able to continue with her in my life she said she wouldn't apologize for what she said but how she yelled at me. My son has been cringing to me since and won't let anyone home him when I'm around. He's the 18 month old.
I cut my father out about 18 yrs ago when i was 8 yrs old because he use to beat to the point were I was hospitalized 4x by 8 yrs old but he was high in the military and always got shit swept under the rug and my uncle took me in because i crawled 2 miles to my friends house after i was picked up from my nap by my ankle hitting and dragging me to the top of the stairs and tossed me in the air so high everything slowed down as i fell down to the stairs just to roll down them i hit the front door and treated to get out he got more mad at this ran down and hit me till i couldn't think he opened the door but i was in the way so he was hitting me with it till i moved and then he threw me out maybe 10 feet to the street ive tried to forgive him a few time but he never changed but i learned to fight better ive been dead 3x in my life from rects and being shot hes never came to see me 🤬
Had to cut my father out of my life. May be me copying him but I blame him for our family tearing apart and just being to free spirited and doing whatever he wanted leaving my mother to be the parent and allowing us to do as we pleased. hadn’t seen him in almost a decade till some months back.
I cut my mom off about three months ago. There was no “this is the final straw” moment where she said something bad or mean. I was a week off from my 18th and I didn’t want her coming to my induction ceremony for college. I figured this was a fresh start and I wanted it without her in it. She exploded at me and I told her that I wasn’t putting up with her bs and blocked her number, I’ve only talked to her once since and now she’s begging me to come back so we can be a normal family again for the holidays.
Haven't spoken to my biological sperm donor ("father") since 2011-2012? I forget the exact year. I don't even know if he's still alive or not, don't care.
My brother thinks it's funny I have cancer. Also his grasp on reality seems somewhat loose and I can't handle that kind of people. Seen him last... I can't remember when. Oh wait, I do. At our dad's funeral, after which we did the last split of what was left in the estate. He was supposed to use the money for gas and stuff (came from ~350 miles away with two of his daughters), but instead went for a tour of the local bars. Which he says never happened, but there are witnesses. Not the only thing that "never happened" according to him.
Oh, and he kept harassing me when we were kids and blamed me when I threw a punch. What an asshole.
I cut out my grandmother after she abducted my sister and I, lied to us about it, then with a police officer and my mother coming to get me I got the truth.
I decided to tell my mom tompound sand after not knowing her for 15 years of my life then when i finally let her in she decided to cheat on my stepdad with the same guy she cheated on the guy who raised me alone with. My dad was amazing and always told us not to truat her so i never did. Always threw little jabs out at her like i would say i wouldnt smoke infront of my dad cause i respected him to much as i lit a smoke up infront of her. Shed be like what u dont respect me? Is that really a question?
When my mom hit my son.
I had to cut my "step sister" out of my life for several reasons. 1 she molested me when i was 5. Which screwed my head up sexually. Then i found out she would verbally abuse my dad and i saw her talking shit about my brother and real sister. That was the final straw. I blocked her and that was that
Had to cut my father and stepmother from my life and run off to get married, because my life was threatened. I snuck away before anyone arrived him from work to make my escape. Dad has since been let back in only because he dropped his crazy wife after, surprise surprise, she turned on him next, but he’s being let in on very tentative terms
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