I'm opening up myself again, I feel there is more and more of and "me", an vessel for action, someone to be while doing stuff, meeting people. Before it has just been a hole, emptiness, fear and helplessness. Finally.
I'm still living with my parents, and I like my dad. He is awesome. Not in any particular way, he is just normal and caring. My mom on the other hand, total bitch. I'm more able to reflect on her behavior, and can see how critical she is towards EVERYTHING (not kidding here), craving for attention and just wait for a misstake to happen from me, something to citicize. Just out of pure emotional survival, I don't direct questions to her, as she just tries to define me from what I do. Hard to describe but maybe someone can relate. She is not accepting that I am a own person, she must always try to define me in some kind of way. It's draining, infuriating. I hate her for doing it. I hate being around her. She want people to behave in a specific way, and as my dad and I don't give a fuck about that kind of will (who should?) which has clearly no boundaries, she always is upset. Her "Locus of control" is totally on the outside. If she ever will be able to feel normal, she need to get her shit together and not try to blame everything on the ouside. I really hate these kind of people.
Just needed to vent a bit.
I'm still living with my parents, and I like my dad. He is awesome. Not in any particular way, he is just normal and caring. My mom on the other hand, total bitch. I'm more able to reflect on her behavior, and can see how critical she is towards EVERYTHING (not kidding here), craving for attention and just wait for a misstake to happen from me, something to citicize. Just out of pure emotional survival, I don't direct questions to her, as she just tries to define me from what I do. Hard to describe but maybe someone can relate. She is not accepting that I am a own person, she must always try to define me in some kind of way. It's draining, infuriating. I hate her for doing it. I hate being around her. She want people to behave in a specific way, and as my dad and I don't give a fuck about that kind of will (who should?) which has clearly no boundaries, she always is upset. Her "Locus of control" is totally on the outside. If she ever will be able to feel normal, she need to get her shit together and not try to blame everything on the ouside. I really hate these kind of people.
Just needed to vent a bit.