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I relate to and agree with this 100%Why do parents hurt their children.
Children say, 'You don't understand.' Parents say, 'Of course I understand.' But if they did, then why do they fail to empathise with even the most basic of their child's problems?
Society says, 'Don't be too hard, your parents did the best they could.' But did they really? Did they consider as many possible nuances of the situation as possible before acting? Did they consult with a professional? Or did they stubbornly try one thing only until they broke something precious in their child?
The people who succeed are the ones who are empowered by their parents, or else are strong enough to succeed in spite of their parents. But some people never fix what's broken. And some people shouldn't have children.
everything i do, everything i remember, everyone i talk to, it all goes back to her. I always find a connection with her and someone or something, she ruined me but won't acknowledge it. Ive tried to forget about her and all the things she's done, i avoided talking about her as much as I could and I avoided thinking about her. but ivan made me think about her, and i know he didn't mean it he just wanted to know why we didn't talk anymore but it makes me feel like i should have never even mentioned her to him in the first place. and i told him everything about her, and i could tell her felt bad he just didn't know how to say it. yea we changed the topic but at the time all i could think about was her. why would she do that to me? she told me she cared about me in the morning then manipulated me at night. no one will really understand how i feel about her. i joke about it all the time but it's honestly not funny. she is a terrible horrible disgusting excuse of a human but i would never tell her that because i care about her. i care to much to upset her because i know how she feels, I care to much to tell her anything because I know she's been through worse. But it's still not fair TO ME. i have to live with all the memories she gave me and she's living happily, because she's forgotten about me. She doesn't care, she never did. What's the point?