MonsterMeds on DeviantArthttps://www.deviantart.com/monstermeds/art/I-can-t-Vent-431782966MonsterMeds

Deviation Actions

I can't. [Vent]

Published: Feb 4, 2014

280 Views

Description

_{If this needs maturing please let me know and I'll change it (though I don't think it needs it)This will be a kinda long vent. I apologize in advance.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
Let my just start off by saying that I love each and every one of you guys for even saying hello to me. It warms my heart to that even someone who has never met me has the courage to talk to me without judging me first. This alone gets me through the day because even when I never leave my house I can find friends and friendly people out there who are a lot friendlier than anyone I've actually met. It blows my mind and I thank you. Thank you so much.
I also want to say that I do not put on my 'happy face' just to talk to people. I really do try and be happy and positive every day to keep me from falling into this rut. I've been here before and it's not pretty. I hate this rut, but sometimes I slip in. And even when I do, you guys are there with a rope to help me climb back out. I appreciate everything you guys do for me, and thank you for being there even if you don't know me that well.

But I just.. I can't do it anymore. I can't live in this house anymore. Today was the last straw, the last time I wanna hear my 'father' yell at me, call me insulting names and then telling me to just use the door and don't let it smack my fat ass on the way out. After that, all I can do is sit here in a sobbing mess of snot and tears and do nothing. I can't tell my mom, and even if I did she wouldn't really do anything. She just tells me over and over to get a job and wait to move out. But that takes too long, I need out now. I agree that I need money of course, but I would rather find someone to let me crash on their couch at least first and then get a job once I'm out. She wouldn't help me either, last time I told her about how much I fucking hated my dad she took me took a shrink (which by the way I fucking hate shrinks so that didn't help, I didn't even say anything) and then she made a promise she didn't keep. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate that my mom keeps a roof over my head, feeds and clothes me, but that's about it. She buys my love with food and objects. At least she tries I guess.
I just don't know what to do. I'm diabetic too which makes it worse for me to actually go places because I also need my medication or else I might pass-out or worse and need to go to the hospital.
I would drive somewhere, but I dunno where to go. I have no plan and I don't have any really good friends I can drive/fly to that would help.
I stuck in hell.}

Image size

982x1258px 625.43 KB

Comments45

Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In

Moosifurr

Feb 5, 2014

;n;

If there was a way I could get over there and steal you I would.

But if you ever need to talk I'm here. I know those father feels and I'm terrible about talking about shit, too. So I feel ya.

I'm sorry this is happening to you and I wish I could do something to make it stop. Nobody deserves verbal abuse, especially when it's coming from family.