NAMI - You are Not Alone — ***Trigger Warning***

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Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna

***Trigger Warning***

Hello, so I’m a young person who has dealt with problems probably like you.

I’ve been having many struggles of thinking that if I should live or not.

Till 8th grade or even a young age, being a child of a family is difficult. 

I believe that being part of a foster family is hard, because we can’t really figure out what really happened to our real parents.  I will will explain more. So, I think it’s called something like detachment disorder? With that being said, as a child growing up I had to cope with many things that got in my way. 

Parents can take your life away and make it worse. Sometimes, they even forget that you are a human. That our feelings don’t matter. This makes us as a person feel that we are useless and so on.

They are times when I tell them to stop, but they continue to antagonize us about our problems. They use our weakness as strength to put us down. They change sentences that we never stated. 

I have tried to communicate, but they won’t let me. They think it’s ridiculous nonsense. What I mean by that is, when I write letters about my feelings, 1 they tear it up, 2 they don’t care, 3 they say, “forget it suicide or not.“ 

It’s really hard, when they want to kick me out of the house, saying let me die on the street. I couldn’t feel love anymore. They even forget the abuse when I was younger. Throwing me on the bed.

My mother wants to help me a bit, but my father simply doesn’t care. My mom found this site called "Nami.” And found a mentor named Katie Hancock. And Katie helped, but I still have to deal with these things over and over. When I try to call, I cannot because of the internet abuse I have to endure.

They had a lot of abuse on the internet. They shut everything off  and even yell and try to get physical. They already took off the handle of the door. Like, I’m in a jail cell. It’s like I cannot do work for school or anything. They simply block everything. I have a phone, but he decides to do everything he can to not let me access anything. Not even help from others. He would just shout. He said I have the “Illness.” Because of online. Even I get my internet back, I have to ask for help. When I do ask for help they would get mad and cuss. They would say, “It’s our privacy.” “They aren’t our family.” Jesus…

Nothing is perfect, it’s like they want to continue, but sometimes I cannot. I cry, but they don’t care. “It’s your fault.” “You treat us bad.” No, I actually don’t…. It’s just they don’t see what I feel… So, they assume that I have an issue… I’m not them… I’m me… Nothing will get better… 

They really don’t understand… mostly everyone talks about suicide because of parents… I think, I endured emotional abuse, but I’m not sure…

They do want to get a lawyer on me, they think it’s a joke. I want to call the police, but I can’t. I have to trap myself in my room, they barely feed me sometimes, they stole my earned money, they throw my phone in my pool, they slap my door, they complain, they don’t interact, they tell lies to school that I’m treating them bad, they tell me that they will kick me out until 18, “Divorce.” When they aren’t, laugh about my grades, just everything is so pathetic. 

(This whole thing might sound complicated, so I’m sorry.) (I’m just a kid, thinking on top of their head.) 

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