I wish I had the words to offer you guys some guidance to help you in your journey, but ultimately what I can provide you is just an ear to listen and a sounding board to vent to get things off your chest. Feel free to hit me up ✌️
Aye thank you so much man, I appreciate that. I remember you offering in the past too, but I keep forgetting. You're very kind and thoughtful man, its really respectable! I will try to keep it in mind for future, especially if I check this thread again too, I'lll see your post reminding me too, cheers!
:cheers:
I really did snap earlier, but I'm somewhat calmer now, I think I just needed to get shit off my chest and stop bottling up so much, as my toxic ass family won't let me do that without shaming me to hell and back. They're being such pieces of shit even after my grandmother's death, well even worse as I feared, they're showing such utterly evil sides to them, even beyond what I expected from them. I was constantly told by them my whole life that my dad's family were the evil ones, now I just see that is projection to the extreme from them or their kind recognises their own maybe.
I thought my boss was being an asshole to me at one of my jobs too but we've had cases of a shoplifter, another volunteering getting their stuff stolen by a customer apparently (they carelessly left their stuff on the desk next to the till/cash register in plain view) and worst of all, my boss also lost a close friend to suicide too 2 months ago, same month that my grandmother died too, so seems like June is just a really shitty month for some people unfortunately. I was almost murdered in June 2016 by someone who actively tried to kill me too, so for me it feels fucking cursed too. But now its permanently tainted with it reminding me of my grandmothers death regardless too.
I did delete some shit in said earlier in the confessions thread talking about how overwhelmingly depressed and fed up I was, how traumatised I was seeing my grandmother die in front of me and how much she suffered in her final moments and such too, it just felt too graphic/morbid/upsetting to post and keep on here too.
Found family is so much better than blood family. So much better to find people to call your own family and to make your own family too.
I almost volunteered for a child abuse support helpline when I was 18 because I wanted to help others who sufffered child abuse and childhood traumas like me, to try to give them the support I never got and such. I also considered going into counselling at university, studying for it but with all the unresolved traumas I had back then, its probably a blessing I never did to be fair.
I'm still considering a career like that if I can sort myself out enough. I really want some kind of holistic career in life instead. Thats the kind of stuff I appreciate. At least the charities I work for now are helping a LOT of people and animals alike, one is a people focused charity, the other a pet hospital one.