since im at my gw i have a consult for a tramp stamp/lower back tattoo...idk if i should go through wit it butttttt it would look soooooo cuteeeee. it'll b my first one hehe
not to b mean but ppl leaving clothing reviews saying they sized up from a sm to a med bc it runs tight...in the pics i can tell theyre bigger...im sorry but u r obvi not a sm. ik non consistent sizing in america is to blame but still-
like its not even about the money. i just want healthy communication. they've never been taught emotional regulation and thus i havent either but damn ive never acted like they have
why do parents praise you when u are actually in a stable mental health period but when you express symptoms again and try to talk to them about it they ignore you for four days + distance themselves...like my parents said we'll talk four days ago and said they have to-
my contact with them and just be a shell to them until im stable to move out. no more candid convos, no more expressing anything to them. they chose to have me, sorry that im fucked up, but i help financially, taking an over 6k loan for them, giving them my savings of over 2k...
not to mention i was honest about me wanting to get back on meds MAYBE, and sent them a heartfelt message about it like...idk what they want from me anymore. ive been holding my own and doing shit to. and to think i was going to invite my mom out to a spa day :/
idk how jokingly calling my brother a name when he calls me mean shit seriously all the fuckin time led them them having an intervention about me, without me present...i left 3 dishes on the counter and he was bothering me??? we argue about everything it wasnt even serious