u/GoldenYoshi99

I hate my toxic family. Almost my entire family are just completely atrocious people. But yes, my dad and stepmom by far have done the most damage to me

I could almost handle all the damage they've done to my mental health. I could almost handle the 25 years of gaslighting, manipulation, coercion, deflection, hostility, violence, isolation, control, screaming, talking down to me and telling me my existence is a burden, and psychological torture.

I could almost handle the fact that I basically grew up in solitary confinement when they weren't being their toxic selves. Sit in your room 24/7 and do nothing.

I could almost handle the 25 years of deliberately keeping me as sleep deprived as possible.

I could almost handle the fact that I grew up constantly walking on thin ice with them breathing down my neck and desperately looking for something to hate me over, fully knowing I never actually do anything wrong.

I could almost handle what one of my older brothers did to me when I was a kid, and the fact that some of the other family members "Well YOU'RE not perfect either, so you have to be ok with it"

I could almost handle being pushed to the brink of tears every single day, while they tell me I have zero control over my emotions.

Every time someone hears about my family, they are horrified. Before they tell me it's a fucking miracle I grew up to be myself and not the dangerous murderer my family wanted.

But my foot. My fucking foot.

I broke my foot and my family ruined my recovery.

I did my absolute best to follow all of the doctors orders, but my family refused to accept the fact that 2 broken bones in my foot was a serious injury, and wouldn't let me treat it how I was supposed to.

And it healed improperly.

I can't walk for more than just a few minutes because the pain is so extreme I need to sit down and rest.

I used to love hiking. Now I can't.

I used to be in decent shape. Now most exercise is totally off the table.

I can't do any leg workouts that involve my feet touching anything.

It's more than the fact that my foot hurts. It's the fact that my family did this to me. Knowingly and intentionally.

It's another thing that they have completely ruined and stolen from me that i was absolutely powerless in, while telling me to go fuck myself about it, because just like everything else about the way they've always treated me, it's MY problem, and not THEIRS. So no, they don't give a single shit.

They couldn't let me have anything. They robbed me of the ability to fucking walk. I hate them so much.

Thanks for reading. No point to this post. Just a "currently-on-the-brink-of-tears-and-want-to-die-but-don't-want-to-hurt-myself" post