#estranged

INTJ: Cold-hearted anti-social psychopaths who are so smart they could rule the world and don’t care about you unless you can be used.

ENTJ:Triggered 101% percent of the time and will roast the f out of you. Don’t have feelings, don’t care about your feelings

ENTP: Genius with awesome ideas but is too lazy to do anything

INTP: Extremely logical and doesn’t understand the concept of ‘emotions’ also too lazy to do anything.

INFJ:Quiet masterminds that know everything about everyone but are too secretive to say anything

ENFJ: Manipulative masterminds that use you to gain what they want and don’t care about you

ENFP:Hyper-active, social butterfly, weirdo that is extremely dumb and has no deep or real thoughts

INFP: Hyper-emotional emo that takes everything personally and cries all day, every day

ISFP:Total geeks that take everything too seriously and can completely break apart because of the stupidest things

ESFP: Total party addicts that are not able to think about anything that isn’t parties and friends

ESTP:Total daredevils that are too insensitive to tolerate your feelings

ISTP: Risk-takers who just don’t give a shit about anything or anyone

ISTJ:Realists who are not able to have dreams, hopes, or not even have fun

ESTJ:Can’t think outside of the box and are not able to break rules

ESFJ:Social butterfly that is really dumb and superficial, doesn’t think about anything that isn’t friend-related

ISFJ:Shy weirdo that low-key cares about shit but is way too reserved to say anything

Why Adult Children Cut Ties With Their Parents

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The more I gave to others, the more I gave up on me. Giving is not always as good as greed wants you to perceive it. The more I got along well with others, the less I did with myself. I have traded my self-satisfaction for others’ phantom satisfaction of me. Since my arrival to where I am now, or think I am at least, life changed and I didn’t have to, I didn’t have to but I had. Life changed and even though I had changed accordingly, I was still the odd one out, it was I the stranger. I felt different and still do. But am I really different? Yes, I reckon. In accordance to my affiliations, my identity components and who I am, I am different. Different just like everyone else is, for everyone is different and that is what makes everyone the same.

SITUATION:

My little sister just turned 30 years old. She has never had a real full time job ever since she graduated from a university. The only job she ever had was being an after school tutor for a few months and have been doing on and off freelance artwork. She refused to work any other job because she doesn’t want to waste her time doing something she doesn’t love and believes doing art is her passion and that she’ll be happy in only earning money by doing it.

She has been living with my parents since she graduated for about 8-9 years where my parents pay the rent but she handles the paperwork for the housing. My sister believes that because of her, my parents are able to stay at the house they have been renting for 20+ years. And if she were to move out, my parents will have nowhere to go.

Over the past few years, she has become more and more irritable with the people around, placing strict rules that everyone needs to follow or else she will blow up - yelling, screaming, crying or doing things passive aggressively. She is bitter about how she have been growing up and trying to “act” the part of a good daughter, such as being obedient, not talking back, not having personal boundaries, feeling taken for granted of and not being appreciative. Not just that, but hoarding a deep sense of amosity towards my parents for discouraging her from going to art school. Something she felt she lost the opportunity to do.

After realizing all the painful emotions from her past relationship with my parents, the emotional abuse she deeply felt growing up that made her feel invisible, she now feels the need to take back her control by drawing her boundaries, voicing out her house rules, and expressing all the hurt and pain she felt each one of us have caused her.

She expressed her hatred towards the nickname we gave her as it made her felt ashamed and embarrassed when her friends and partners hear it. Upset that we gave her a nickname she wasn’t proud of and never asked for.

She laments about how my sister and I caused her breakup with her last boyfriend because we told her we didn’t think he was being serious which caused them to argue and breakup.

She reprimand us for visiting home without letting her know and would give us the silent treatment when doing so. She would tell us to take all of our stuff with us, saying that since we moved out, we need to take everything with us.

I asked her if she is so miserable about living with our parents and the environment at home cause her so much stress, why do she still choose to stay?

She says, she wants to leave, but she knows our parents don’t want her to leave. And tells me that if she choose to leave, she will never come back. She will never tell us where she is or what she is doing.

If I try to say anything regarding how I feel about her attitude or behavior she would tell me that I’m attacking her.

I’m at a loss for words. All 4 of us siblings used to be very closed. Only my little brother and I have a stable job and partner. My older sister is also unemployed and living with my parents and she feels my little sister is projecting her anger towards everyone that the negativity is causing her to want to move out.

I’m really worried about my little sister. She doesn’t want to see a therapist. She is aware she has anger issues, but feels like she only needs to do meditation and journaling. I only see that the more she does so the more she feels like the whole world owes her and there’s no longer a sense of forgiveness or compassion in her.

Don’t know what to do, have you experienced something like this with your siblings? What did you do?

Does it hurt to know you’ll never see me again for the holidays?

Does it hurt to know you won’t hear happy birthday from me ever again?

Does it hurt knowing you’ll never be able to be apart of my life?

To be apart of my family.

Does it hurt knowing you’ll never meet your grandchildren?

Does it hurt knowing you’ll never hear me say “I love you” again?

Does it hurt knowing I’ll never call?

Does it hurt knowing your daughter is gone?

Does it hurt?

Does it hurt?

Does it hurt?!

It hurts to know I won’t ever be in your life.

It hurts to know you’ll never meet my kids.

It hurts to know you’ll probably be dead the next time I see you.

It hurts to know I can’t say “Happy Mother’s Day” and “happy birthday” to you again.

But what hurts more is everything else;

Everything you did to me hurts.

All the insults

The critiques

The jabs

The way you tore me down day by day

I am in agonizing pain over it all, more than that though my heart aches knowing you’re gone. Who knows if I’ll even be invited to your funeral.. I hope I am. You’ve been a horrible mother, but you are still my mother.

11.02.21

Had a dream last night that I was watching an anime about a guy who’s in his late teens/early 20′s who discovers that he has a long lost younger brother who’s a science prodigy. I’m assuming their parents are dead because neither him or his brother mentioned anything about their parents. 

The story takes place centuries into the future. This young man comes from a small rural community. He boards a sky train for the first time as it flies him from the farm lands into the city where sky-scrapers and other flying vehicles dominate the open air. As he’s peering out of the window, awe-struck at what he’s seeing, the sky train begins to descend onto the road where he’s going to take a tram toward the laboratory that his brother is working for. 

As the tram is pulling up to the lab, he sees monuments to human space travel on pedestals along the road from space shuttles to advanced space ships that you would see in Star Wars. Finally, the tram pulls into a station and he gathers his things and steps onto the platform. He follows the directions he’s been given and travels on foot to the lab. 

When he arrives, he knocks on the door to a small room and an Albert Einstein-looking man opens the door excitedly and lets him in. He tells him that his brother is inside. The man walks into the room, not knowing what to expect and he sees his little brother, a short bespectacled boy with a bowl cut is tinkering with some chemicals on a bench. The boy looks up at him emotionless. The man happily greets the boy but he doesn’t get a response back. A small green drone the shape of an bluetooth earpiece flies into the room and apologizes to the man for his brother’s lack of response and says something about him being consumed by his work at the moment and tells him that he can put his bags down in one of the offices in the back of the lab. 

The man walks back of the lab where there are two metal doors. He opens one and sees a girl sleeping in one of the rooms half clothed and he immediately apologizes and closes the door. He then opens the other door and sees that the room is empty and he places his bags down on the floor. When he comes out, the girl who was sleeping is standing outside of the room holding the drone. The man looks into her eyes and sees that she’s blind. He apologizes again to her, telling her that he didn’t mean to wake her and she explains that she transferred her consciousness into the drone so that she could rest her body and still help the researcher and his assistant. Also, the drone allows her to see.

The man asks her why she doesn’t opt to get surgery or transplants to correct her blindness and she says that she isn’t able to go out in public anymore because of a crime she accidentally committed as a child. She unknowingly stole gems from a condemned mine when she was exploring caves with a friend. The exposure to the gem caused her blindness and when she was caught by the authorities, the media made an example out of her as to why it’s dangerous to let people explore condemned areas on the outskirts of the city. Ever since, she’s been too ashamed to go out in public because all everyone ever sees her as is that blind girl who trespassed into an abandoned mine and they ridicule her for it. The researcher she’s living with hated what the city did to her and he’s vowed to reverse the effects of her blindness. In the meantime, he’s taken her on as an assistant and transferred her consciousness into the drone to provide with with temporary vision.

The man felt really terrible about what happened to her. He then started to wonder if that’s what his brother was working so diligently on…a cure.