This is going to sound like a stupid teen rant but:
Im sick of my family thinking they know about me and my issues. I haven’t disclosed anything, not one single thing to my parents since I was 12 because they have proved time and time again they cannot be trusted and or over react. When I told them about my depression and I got yelled at was the day I went from not talking about most things to not talking to them about anything. My dad is a therapist but i never talk to him and im almost never around him but he thinks he understands me completely, as a therapist ya maybe he can sense my defense mechanisms but that’s about it. I never talk to him. He doesn’t know so much as my favorite color or food he doesn’t know that I used to have eating disorders he doesn’t know im a recovering cutter or that I’ve literally been self harming since i was 7 he doesn’t know that I think about suicide almost every day. But he thinks that if I even insinuate or joke that I may be mentally and emotionally worse off than he thinks I am, that i’m attacking him or his status as a therapist and as my dad. It’s not f****** about him. And I’m so pissed that he keeps making it about him. If you think and or feel like I’m attacking you and saying you’re not being picking up on things and that’s “insulting” you as a dad or therapist; i never said that but you know what if the shoe fits a******.
