Emotional Abuse - A Support Thread

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I've been emotionally abused	62.7%	[ 594 ]
I know someone who's been emotionally abused	5.7%	[ 54 ]
Just curious	18.6%	[ 176 ]
How should I know, god	3.8%	[ 36 ]
GOLD, NOW	9.2%	[ 87 ]
Total Votes:			[ 947 ]

[King Bradford]

Precious Oddity

If I could move out, I totally would. It's just that I'm thousands of dollars in debt to my university because of loans, and since I dropped out of college, I have to start paying them in the next 6 months. I don't have a job, and I've been looking since Feb. this year.

My boyfriend does say that he supports me, but I want more than just support. I need help, I need ideas as to how to go out in the world to meet people and make friends. I don't know where to start, I don't know where to go to meet people. I'm a follower, and I'm too scared to go out and meet people because my family tells me that I'm boring, annoying, etc etc ( see how it all ties back?). I had some friends, but they were mutual friends of my boyfriend. He got jealous that I was able to hang out with them one day while he was in school, and after that he said I needed to go make my own friends because he feels like I'm replacing him, and that they prefer me over him. I haven't talked to our mutual friends in over a month now.

Ah I see, yeah in your situation I bet it'd be very easy to get overwhelmed, that's a lot to handle. I think you should first take some time to sit down and prioritize the things in your life, maybe that would ease your mind a bit. For instance, maybe your first priority could be to find a professional to talk with, or anyone you trust really--it could be someone at church (if you're religious), or a therapist. As for making friends and becoming more comfortable with yourself, you could search for non-profit organizations online to volunteer for. They always need the help, and you'll meet people who share at least one common interest with you. :] That'd also give you great experience to put on a job application.

aqua sea 1

~waves shyly~ Hi. I was e-emotionally abused by my father as a child...I am now currently working through my issues. Wish me luck! ^^ ~blushes~

hi u, good luck

[The Grand Kuma]

Mr mmballs

Good luck to you stelle!

One of the very few people I respect in the LD.

If anyone comes to troll this thread.

Ill flame the living s**t out of them.

Oh snap...never took you as a serious type. My respect for you has risen greatly!

[The Grand Kuma]

I'll admit, I've been through some kind of s**t

When I was younger, I'd have a like-hate (a whole lot of hate) relationship with my stepfather. I never knew what it was about me, but we hardly got along with each other. He was a caring, loving husband to my mother (he NEVER argued with her) and a wonderful father to my 3 younger brothers. I guessed it was because those three were his children and I was a child from a previous marriage (apparently he was a bit abusive as well, but it was with me AND my mother).
I remember this one day, my brother was fighting me; I wasn't hitting back, because I was having a bad day and I didn't want to get in trouble. When my stepfather came home, my brother and I told him our sides of the story. My stepfather thought I was the one who was attacking him, then he proceeded to wrestle me down to submission, then kicked me while I was on the ground. This was in 7th grade, and while I was still a nerdy little punk afraid of most things, I had never been scared for my life. It got worse when my mom got home from work and she saw me hide in the corner of the room (I was hiding from my brothers since they were teasing me). I told her what happened and she flipped out. It was as if she was having a panic attack, or if someone died. She left for a few hours that evening, but as she left, my stepfather glared at me, smirked and said "Look what you did" as if it was all my fault. From then I felt it was and, well, the reason why my depression got worse (didn't help that I was often picked on in school)...
To this day, I'm still working through it, but it's hard....

[Domina Demes]

De Kelley

Yeah.
The problem is that I am able, but not in this scenario. I am depressed because of the consistent emotional abuse. They refuse to admit that they're doing this. I could just pick up and leave but that will have lifelong consequences. I have been stagnant for 11 months. Almost a year. I have been unemployed for 11 months. Depressed for 11 months. It's been brutal. The depression is mild, but it completely drains me of motivation. All I do is sit here, wishing something would change. I know that I have to get up and change it... but I feel like it's hopeless. I've failed before. I feel like it will happen again. I feel like the odds are against me sometimes.

I never speak to my family about the abuse. I tried that one time to tell my mom, "Hey, I feel like you don't ever really hear me out, and that turn into her screaming at me for like an hour. So... I've given up on that. I know I will never be heard.

I think you're right about the being heard part. And my friends listen but they do not understand abuse. They have not been abused like this. So to talk to other people who do understand could really change things for me.

I was here when the world began to turn
Kissed the sun as it started to burn
The whispering and the reckoning said
The circle starts again.

I'm so sorry for disappearing last night
Passed out on my keyboard. gonk

You realize what uyou need to do though
Which is huge and means you're not in nearly as deep as you think!
Maybe try starting off with something small?
Perhaps searching for a couple of jobs online to apply for.
Unfortunately it can be almost impossible to admit that they're being abusive
Usually it's because it's not intentional
So they can't come to terms with it as they hurt someone they love.
Have you tried seeking out a osychologist
Someone for you to talk to and maybe help you get motivated?
Or would your family not hear of doing such a thing.

Now the question falls to you
No beginning has no end
Will we ever learn, will the world still turn?
Will the circle start again?

[De Kelley]

OValencia05

I'm too bitter to be successfully emotionally abused.
O-o

I wish it were that easy, but emotional abuse hits you in the face whether you're strong or not. The difference is how people handle it.

[Precious Oddity]

Thank you for the advice! I've been searching non-profit volunteer things for an hour or so, got distracted, then started to think about things I like to do. Eventually I ended up applying at two Borders. Still going to look for volunteer things.

Does health insurance help pay for therapy/psychologists? I've heard yes and no, and I was just wondering if you knew because, you know, you are running a support thread. sweatdrop

[ScrewedUpDollie]

Hey, nice, I have every symptom of emotional
abuse. Steeeee-ryke! Tee hee. It really is nice to know that my bro really was an abusive p***k though, I didn't even think what he did was abuse until 2 months ago.

[OValencia05]

Mikan

But why are you bitter? xD

Because I'm a robot. :c

[mynameiserika]

Hey guys. I've been so excited waiting for this to open.
to all new people: hi, im a crew member.

[mynameiserika]

Enmu Kuma

I'll admit, I've been through some kind of s**t

When I was younger, I'd have a like-hate (a whole lot of hate) relationship with my stepfather. I never knew what it was about me, but we hardly got along with each other. He was a caring, loving husband to my mother (he NEVER argued with her) and a wonderful father to my 3 younger brothers. I guessed it was because those three were his children and I was a child from a previous marriage (apparently he was a bit abusive as well, but it was with me AND my mother).
I remember this one day, my brother was fighting me; I wasn't hitting back, because I was having a bad day and I didn't want to get in trouble. When my stepfather came home, my brother and I told him our sides of the story. My stepfather thought I was the one who was attacking him, then he proceeded to wrestle me down to submission, then kicked me while I was on the ground. This was in 7th grade, and while I was still a nerdy little punk afraid of most things, I had never been scared for my life. It got worse when my mom got home from work and she saw me hide in the corner of the room (I was hiding from my brothers since they were teasing me). I told her what happened and she flipped out. It was as if she was having a panic attack, or if someone died. She left for a few hours that evening, but as she left, my stepfather glared at me, smirked and said "Look what you did" as if it was all my fault. From then I felt it was and, well, the reason why my depression got worse (didn't help that I was often picked on in school)...
To this day, I'm still working through it, but it's hard....

Maybe when your at home and your step-dad decides he's going to act like that find a nearby park, or lake so you can separate yourself and calm down a bit, maybe bring your iPod.

[mynameiserika]

AnnoyingRandomGirl

Hey, nice, I have every symptom of emotional
abuse. Steeeee-ryke! Tee hee. It really is nice to know that my bro really was an abusive p***k though, I didn't even think what he did was abuse until 2 months ago.

Same with my brother, he's physically abusive- I feel sorry for his wife.
He punched me in the mouth, with my braces, and he's younger than me lol.

[mynameiserika]

Precious Oddity

Thank you for the advice! I've been searching non-profit volunteer things for an hour or so, got distracted, then started to think about things I like to do. Eventually I ended up applying at two Borders. Still going to look for volunteer things.

Does health insurance help pay for therapy/psychologists? I've heard yes and no, and I was just wondering if you knew because, you know, you are running a support thread. sweatdrop

It depends, if you have the government health insurance it covers it, but they give you a bad one, and only care if they are cheap. good luck with the volunteering, i've been looking into it too.!

[The Grand Kuma]

ElectricMusic

Enmu Kuma

I'll admit, I've been through some kind of s**t

When I was younger, I'd have a like-hate (a whole lot of hate) relationship with my stepfather. I never knew what it was about me, but we hardly got along with each other. He was a caring, loving husband to my mother (he NEVER argued with her) and a wonderful father to my 3 younger brothers. I guessed it was because those three were his children and I was a child from a previous marriage (apparently he was a bit abusive as well, but it was with me AND my mother).
I remember this one day, my brother was fighting me; I wasn't hitting back, because I was having a bad day and I didn't want to get in trouble. When my stepfather came home, my brother and I told him our sides of the story. My stepfather thought I was the one who was attacking him, then he proceeded to wrestle me down to submission, then kicked me while I was on the ground. This was in 7th grade, and while I was still a nerdy little punk afraid of most things, I had never been scared for my life. It got worse when my mom got home from work and she saw me hide in the corner of the room (I was hiding from my brothers since they were teasing me). I told her what happened and she flipped out. It was as if she was having a panic attack, or if someone died. She left for a few hours that evening, but as she left, my stepfather glared at me, smirked and said "Look what you did" as if it was all my fault. From then I felt it was and, well, the reason why my depression got worse (didn't help that I was often picked on in school)...
To this day, I'm still working through it, but it's hard....

Maybe when your at home and your step-dad decides he's going to act like that find a nearby park, or lake so you can separate yourself and calm down a bit, maybe bring your iPod.

1) We're in the middle of the suburbs, so no major parks in short walking distance
2) This happened back when I was 13, I'm 19, in college, and living with my grandmother, so no worries
3) I dunno HOW it happened, but we've gotten better...I'm guessing it was the time in 12 grade where we had a huge argument and I stood up for myself

[mynameiserika]

I think the thread died
*starts CPR*

[mynameiserika]

Enmu Kuma

ElectricMusic

Enmu Kuma

I'll admit, I've been through some kind of s**t

When I was younger, I'd have a like-hate (a whole lot of hate) relationship with my stepfather. I never knew what it was about me, but we hardly got along with each other. He was a caring, loving husband to my mother (he NEVER argued with her) and a wonderful father to my 3 younger brothers. I guessed it was because those three were his children and I was a child from a previous marriage (apparently he was a bit abusive as well, but it was with me AND my mother).
I remember this one day, my brother was fighting me; I wasn't hitting back, because I was having a bad day and I didn't want to get in trouble. When my stepfather came home, my brother and I told him our sides of the story. My stepfather thought I was the one who was attacking him, then he proceeded to wrestle me down to submission, then kicked me while I was on the ground. This was in 7th grade, and while I was still a nerdy little punk afraid of most things, I had never been scared for my life. It got worse when my mom got home from work and she saw me hide in the corner of the room (I was hiding from my brothers since they were teasing me). I told her what happened and she flipped out. It was as if she was having a panic attack, or if someone died. She left for a few hours that evening, but as she left, my stepfather glared at me, smirked and said "Look what you did" as if it was all my fault. From then I felt it was and, well, the reason why my depression got worse (didn't help that I was often picked on in school)...
To this day, I'm still working through it, but it's hard....

Maybe when your at home and your step-dad decides he's going to act like that find a nearby park, or lake so you can separate yourself and calm down a bit, maybe bring your iPod.

1) We're in the middle of the suburbs, so no major parks in short walking distance
2) This happened back when I was 13, I'm 19, in college, and living with my grandmother, so no worries
3) I dunno HOW it happened, but we've gotten better...I'm guessing it was the time in 12 grade where we had a huge argument and I stood up for myself

Yea, people usually bully people because they wont stand up to them, you probably scared him