rotten tomatoes

So like does anyone want to talk about how growing up in an abusive religious fundamentalist household while also attending a secular school while also being otherwise isolated from society and culture led to whopping levels of cognitive dissonance, alienation, and lack of identity or am I supposed to deconstruct this all on my own.

we are the daughters of parents who should not have had kids

I was talking about being afraid of people leaving me behind because I'm too sick, and my boyfriend just looked at me and said: "It's my choice to be your boyfriend. It's your friends choice to be your friends. You don't have to understand it, but you have to respect our choice. Don't try to make the decision of whether you're worthy of people on their behalf because that's not your decision to make." I think that's an important thing to remember. That whether we're worthy of someone's time and effort is something others can decide for themselves regardless of whether or not we agree with them. There's a lot of peace in realizing that literally all you have to do is accept the love other people choose to throw your way. That you aren't the one who gets to determine that you aren't worthy of their love. That other people can choose to love you regardless of how you feel about yourself - and that you can learn to respect their choice even though you're feeling unworthy.

If people were too mean to you when you were growing up, a newborn animal will materialize inside your brain and it’s so so scared and shivering and it will stay there for years. Decades, even. And whenever you say something kind of weird but true to your heart the animal will tell you “Noo! You can’t say that! If you say that, everyone will hate you!”. The animal means well. It’s so so small and everything is so scary for them and it’s just trying to protect you. But listen to me. Listen to me. Whenever this happens, you can’t do what the animal says. You can’t. If you do, you’ll become as scared as the animal. You have to keep saying weird shit. You have to keep doing things the animal wouldn’t approve of. If you do enough things that scare the animal, maybe one day it’ll go to sleep.

i will forever be the hurting child, the angry teenager and the lonely adult.

”Wow you’re so self aware for your age!” I’ve been filtering every experience I ever have through a thick sieve of shame ever since I turned 12

"everybody experiences that" says mother who has the same symptom of the same mental illness

"You’re so polite" thanks i was raised in constant fear of upsetting people.