Talk about what it's like to be the black sheep, I'll start:
>Visiting family for holidays
>At dinner with family tonight
>Every time I say anything the conversation either stops awkwardly or they don't even acknowledge me
>leave the room and conversation turns into loud laughter I can here from here
I can't wait to go back to my tiny apartment and sit in the dark
Why did you even show up? Don't you have a shred of dignity?
Family sucks. Friends are where its at. Go to some club, get so obliterated and off the rails that you make them start to worry about you, but not so off the rails you get killed or go to jail, then barge in on their next stupid gathering unannounced. freak em out good
My family does. It's because I'm trans and my parents hate me for it.
I don't talk to them anymore.
>indirectly threatened into finishing engineering degree in 4 years
>on top of taking pre med courses
>on top of working
>parents keep pressuring me to give up activities that make me happy
>everything I do that is not cleared by family committee treated with extreme scorn
>even asking for permission alone is bad enough
>siblings constantly get away with much worse than anything I've done
Is this hatred or ...?
Because what else do you do for Christmas?
I think its just tiger parenting user
If it is not illegal, or involves drug use its probably fine. They are just worried about you, and don't see you as your own man yet, it takes time, and repeated examples.
All the time I was a kid my mother was convinced I was going to be useless. I was a bit of a awkward kid, and being that I was quite large in a school where the administration were a bunch of hippies that think bullies are big guys that shove nerds into lockers this lead to a bunch of kids doing some pretty shit things. Ranging from them getting in big groups, and beating the shit out of me, stealing my things, and the like. Despite the fact that I had proven that they had stolen my property dozens of times a year, both from it being found in their lockers, or them saying they did not have it, then me grabbing their backpacks, and showing that they had indeed acquired papers with my name clearly on it. Despite this clear evidence that they were willing, and able to lie convincingly to teachers all the time, they rarely got in any trouble unless I had hard evidence of their wrongdoing, which was only half of the time, and the assumption the other half of the time was that everything was a complete fabrication. The school convinced my mother, and father that I needed to be medicated, and when I started feeling sick, and having headaches after having refused to take the drugs they wanted me on, I asked my mother if she was putting it in my food, she naturally denied this, then I opened the medicine cabinet, and showed them the prescription bottles that there was several prescriptions filled in my name, and when they said "Thats just aspirin, you are pariniod" I showed them that I had already googled the drug, and from that point on I refused to eat anything she'd cook. So I learned to cook for myself, and she stopped stocking things that were easy that a 15 year old could cook. So I ate a lot of pasta, and other unhealthy things for a full diet, and I got fat. 1/2
I didn't even visit family for the holidays. Now all my friends are coming back from visiting theirs and it's awkward when they ask why I didn't. I'm too honest, "I, uh, don't like them very much..."
Hard to explain to normies that think it's physically impossible to even dislike a family member. Immediately puts me on everyone's shitlist as an ungrateful pos. I once asked a counselor for advice on cutting my parents out of my life (as we are on friendly terms right now), I asked this in tandem with descriptions of the abuse, she gasped in horror and looked genuinely shaken from them. But she tells me I'll eventually want to reconnect and how I of course still love them, despite it all, blah blah blah. I don't understand what's so hard to get, if they were strangers people would ask why I didn't call police, or why I didn't get help the first incident, they'd comment on what psychos they were, etc. But it's family so they think the opposite. Why do people automatically deserve love for having sex, shitting out a kid, and then abusing it? That's lower than animal behavior, literally subhuman
I wish I loved my family, I want to be happy too, I want people to trust too. Sorry to ramble.
>they treat me like shit
>I come for the food and clean out the alcohol supplies
I have made it clear I won't go if they don't want me there but fucking pick one. These people are insufferable, nothing makes them happy. They are a bunch of hyperjudgemental fucks who expect perfection and then some. My cousin is chill, but he distances himself from them greatly and he has managed to not be NEET failure unlike me because he's some kind of hipster.
2/2 So at the same time this was going on, I was acting out against the teaches, and was generally pretty pissed off that people were directly bullshiting to me while calling me dishonest, or delusional right up until I prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that I was correct in entirety. So when someone would steal my homework, or grab my folder, and start to run off I'd just grab them, and throw them around. So I got expelled from school and sent to a CAP program, which is basically daycare for people who have not done anything to get thrown in Juvinial detention yet. Believe me they tried, the school had me physc evaluated five times, and I was officially diagnosed with Aspergers on the Autism Spectrum, and Oppositional Defiant disorder on multiple occasions. I'd however say that the latter is total bullshit, because they were just objectively shitty people, and I had no choice but to live with my parents. So after a based, social worker at CAP said I was the best patient they ever had, and that it was criminal that I was sent there in the first place the school agreed to revoke my expulsion. Without that guy I probably would have thought that it was normal for people to be that evil. So after having me back for two weeks, I had planned to just keep my hands on my stuff at all times, and made sure not to let anyone get a chance to grab any of my things while I was not looking. Since I was big enough now that there would be a visible struggle if they managed to try, and yank something from my hands at all I was able to protect my important homework assignments, but many a hundred writing utensil were stolen, but I always carried two extras in my pocket having learned from prior instances. So after a incident where I was working on a power point presentation, and five students gathered around my desk while the teacher was in the hall outside the room, then proceeded to pick up my keyboard, and smash it into the screen cracking it, blaming me of course (cont)
I was given a tard wrangler to follow me around for the remainder of time I attended high school. This did little to help me, as there were plenty of instances where she was not around that I would get into trouble, and teachers would openly berate me, and I had once been brought to court by the principal on behalf of a teacher because she felt "Physically threatened" by me while I was sitting down, and across the room from her. While reading the assignment with my pencil on the desk, this was the last one since it was the last class of the day and two had already been stolen earlier. A student reached over, and picked it up, broke the point, then put it back, so I went and sharpened it, and put it back on the desk, having moved to the other side of the room to prevent this difficulty. Another student, a friend of theirs had reached over, and did the same thing, so I went to sharpen it again, planning this time to just hold the pencil at all times for the remainder of the class. However the teacher then said "I am tired of you disrupting the class!" I said "I'm just sharpening a pencil." "You already did that!" "/he/ broke it." "Why did you not tell me" "Because you never believe me, like when I said that they had drawn on my textbook while I was in the bathroom last week." "You are delusional, they did not do that" "This is stupid, if you don't care what actually happened, and just want me to leave, I'll go to the principles office now." and I then walked over, and saw the princely frantically running towards me, asking what happened, and I said "/she/ got mad that I was shaprening a pencil. Started yelling at me, so I said that I'd go to your office." she had called the office, and said that I had stormed out of the class, and while I was in the hall explaining what had happened, she called the police. Of course, we live in the middle of nowhere so by the time they arrived I had already been sent home on out of school suspension. (cont)
I love it, stealing alcohol and food is the only thing I like about my family
I was given a court date, and my mother saying how I was a terrible, mentally ill child at least got me out of a disorderly conduct charge with just a stern talking to, and a warning. After this I stopped even speaking with almost all the teachers beyond simple replies, "Yes" "No" "Fine" my father got sick, and my brother, who was a lazy fuckup tried to take over the family business. Naturally failing spectacularly the spoiled fuck ended up kicked out of the house the moment my father got out of the hospital, far to early for him to be able to do much of anything, and while I was still in high school they reluctantly agreed to let me work in the store on evenings, and weekends because it was that or close down the store. After I graduated I started doing stuff in the store full time, and my father agreed to let me start doing more manager stuff, and we are now to the point that I'm doing all the hiring, firing, repairs, accounting, banking, with some occasional assistance from my father on some legal stuff, but we still get into these arguments from time to time, and my mother insists that I need to be medicated still, but since everything is on camera at the station, and I'm always proven right during any dispute that comes up, and I've been living on my own, she can't do anything about it. We still get into it because they are not willing to accept that they fucked up in any capacity. My mother refused to have Christmas at her house on account of my brother having brought his crazy girlfriend to a dinner, when we were all there helping decorate and when she brought up her "Mental health" issues, and my mother had said "Oh, he has this wild fear of psychiatrists, everyone's always out to get him. " Then I said "Mom, you were literally putting physc meds into my food to force me to take them." then she replied "Oh well I'm sorry that you had such a terrible childhood" I answered "You were literally gaslighting me. That is objectively terrible." (cont)
I say she is crazy because his girlfriend said after this "People like you are why I want to kill myself" and then I left the room, and while I was getting ready to leave they said "You should apologize for upsetting everyone" I said "I'm not going to give a fake apology when I did nothing wrong." my father said "Why don't you just say your sorry" despite him having no idea what happened having not been in the room during the conversation. I told him "You were not even there, this is what I'm talking about. You all immediately think I'm in the wrong about everything." Then she said "Why don't you take responsibility for your actions " and I answered back, not missing a beat "Because I'm not responsible for you saying bad things about me. I am not inside your head controlling the words coming out of your mouth. I don't make shit up, If I'm wrong I reverse my position, I don't make up a false reality where I was right like you. I'm leaving now, and don't show up at the store, and cause a scene in front of my staff again." I called in to help arrange airport pickup for my family members and we had them come over to my Grandparents this year, they can't cook so I came over, and helped set up the meal we asked everyone else to bring cookies. It was nice.
damn user that's pretty fucking bad
were you ugly
I'm still overweight (Not as bad as before, but working in a store surrounded by snacks, and sodas all day, and being a bit of a stress eater does not help my attempts to get in shape.) I have a few facial scars, and some on my hands. I'm also freakishly tall. I dress pretty nice in polo/button up shirts, and jeans, and my beard is trimmed, and covers up the scars around my mouth, and my hair is a bit long for a guy, and covers up the scar above my eye.I am hoping to get a dental implant to replace a tooth I lost. So yeah, I'm certainly not much of a looker, but I think I've made the best out that hand I was delt.
Lift user, get human and be a colossus of a man
just tell everyone that most of your family is dead, that makes them the bad person for asking shit like that ; ^)
my family is probably like
>"why does he even exist"
i was such a good kid
SUCH A GOOD KID
and now look at me!!!!!!!!!!!
what did you do to make them think that?
oh god i did a lot of drugs and dropped out of school and tried to kill myself and so much other bullshit. they must look at me like i'm a ghost. someone like me isn't even "family" anymore.
My dad, step mom and half brother go on Cruses and don't invite me or even tell me they're going
I don't like my family that much. My father always yells at his wife some of the following
>He's the worst son I have
>He's a fucking loser
>All he does is stay on his damn computer all day
>He never gets out of his room
And my mom is no different
>Stop crying like a girl user
>Shut up user noone cares
>Why don't you respect me?
>Why do you hate me?
I don't want to be here anymore.
Do you actually even want to go though? My parents/family would go on vacation to the Caribbean and I would have to fight tooth and nail each time to be allowed to stay home alone and just play World of Warcraft for 1-2 weeks as a teenager. I remember literally losing it and screaming I AM NOT GOING TO FUCKING CUBA WHY ARE YOU SPENDING $700 ON SOMETHING I DO NOT WANT at them. Fuckin normies man
Yes. Literally just finished college and have no job yet and they know that. Only even heard they were going because I over heard talk of it at Christmas
>Child prodigy
>Only person to visit my grandma since grandpa died
>Be the only grandchild with their shit together
>Everyone still treats me like shit
>Decide to be as neurotic and mean spirited as a i can
>All family loves me
Fuck'em