“Uncover the Shocking Truth: 42 Everyday Beliefs That Might Just Be Total Myths!”
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#2
My childhood was worse than I thought. Not as bad as others, like nothing physical. But those are extremes and I need to understand that you don’t need to go through extremes to go through a bad time.
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#3
I thought everyone had constant suicidal ideology for years. I thought depression just meant you had it worse.
I still have a really hard time believing people who tell me they’ve never even considered killing themselves.
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#4
The level of anxiety I felt growing up. everyone gets nervous sometimes. Not many people get nervous enough to start vomiting about minor stressors.
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#5
My Dad’s abusive and controlling angry behavior.
Growing up I think you just convince yourself that your life is easier, or better than SO many others, especially living in rural North America. It wasn’t until me and my siblings were in our early twenties that we even TALKED about the way he acts and even then it was just a “oh man, he’s crazy, what a psycho haha”
Queue me being in college, hanging out with most of my class on a Friday evening as we all sit around drinking / chatting. The topic of “crazy dad’s” come up and I think, oh here we go, this will give me something to talk about.
So after a handful or stories I chime in with my “funny angry dad” story.
“haha yeah my dad would always break into the bathroom because he was so impatient, it was nuts. He’d just barge in and start screaming at you even if you were mid dump because you were taking too long. On time I went to get in the shower and when I stepped a foot in, I realized I had to pee. So I turned around to the toilet, butt naked while the showers running. A moment later I hear the door get violently shaken as my dad jimmy’s it open with a butter knife. He slammed it open, causing the doorknob to hit the small of my back and make me lose my footing and fall into the corner mid p**s. I’m literally upside down, p**s everywhere, I look up and see his face beet red pop around the door and scream “WHAT THE F**K ARE YOU DOING” and I go “ME?! What the f**k are YOU doing!?” and then he just loses his s**t at me.. haha it was insane.. haha … ha ….” (realize nobody is laughing and everyone is awkwardly quiet)
