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confession P.4
Everytime I go through these problems, I always laugh, smile... like a maniac. Is it a normal thing for a person like me to laugh when I get bodyshamed, being called stupid? Is it ok for me always smile in front of everyone even though those problems are haunting behind me? Is it alright for me to smile or giggle at my friends tragic story? Is it ok for me to keep on telling my parents that " I'm fine, today is like any usual day" everyday? In my mind and heart always trying to find something or someone that I couldn't see, looking for a sign, screaming for help,... but it couldn't reach out. Sometimes when I'm in the water, I wish I could drown myself and stay down there forever. I wish I have the courage to cut my arm, but that would only make people think I want attention. Even though I try to stay positve and say to myself " It's ok, everything is alright", but it doesn't work like that anymore...
That's all I wish to confess. . I don't know if anyone is reading this, but if there is... Thank you for spending your time reading this confession, it makes me happy knowing someone out there is reading this. If you are like me, change yourself when you still can. It maybe too late for me but not for you. the thing you need to change is not your apearance but your voice. Have a voice and tell them how you feel, become confident, brave. Stand tall and be proud of who you are, don't be shy and say out loud of the things that you want to say.
( Wish I could say that to myself in the past XD). Again thanks for reading this and have a great life.
Everytime I go through these problems, I always laugh, smile... like a maniac. Is it a normal thing for a person like me to laugh when I get bodyshamed, being called stupid? Is it ok for me always smile in front of everyone even though those problems are haunting behind me? Is it alright for me to smile or giggle at my friends tragic story? Is it ok for me to keep on telling my parents that " I'm fine, today is like any usual day" everyday? In my mind and heart always trying to find something or someone that I couldn't see, looking for a sign, screaming for help,... but it couldn't reach out. Sometimes when I'm in the water, I wish I could drown myself and stay down there forever. I wish I have the courage to cut my arm, but that would only make people think I want attention. Even though I try to stay positve and say to myself " It's ok, everything is alright", but it doesn't work like that anymore...
That's all I wish to confess. . I don't know if anyone is reading this, but if there is... Thank you for spending your time reading this confession, it makes me happy knowing someone out there is reading this. If you are like me, change yourself when you still can. It maybe too late for me but not for you. the thing you need to change is not your apearance but your voice. Have a voice and tell them how you feel, become confident, brave. Stand tall and be proud of who you are, don't be shy and say out loud of the things that you want to say.
( Wish I could say that to myself in the past XD). Again thanks for reading this and have a great life.
It's not okay. Speak to your friends and listen back, help each other out, multiple views on a problem can be really helpful!
And about that suicidal thoughts: take them and throw them away, trust me, having the cowardess to do it will leave more damage then it can give you releave... there will be no releave.
Keep looking forward, it is hard, a pain, I know... but doing the right thing is always hard, working to better yourself and others is hard... but it is so much more worthwhile, wholesome and sometimes rewarding then just simply 'going easy' and destroy everything you have... even if it just little... keep that little something you have.
And about that suicidal thoughts: take them and throw them away, trust me, having the cowardess to do it will leave more damage then it can give you releave... there will be no releave.
Keep looking forward, it is hard, a pain, I know... but doing the right thing is always hard, working to better yourself and others is hard... but it is so much more worthwhile, wholesome and sometimes rewarding then just simply 'going easy' and destroy everything you have... even if it just little... keep that little something you have.
thank you for your thoughtful answers. Knowing you are reading this makes my life better now. <3
P.S: may I hug u? Suppe von der Katz
*hug* ...ofcourse you can! :D
Hope I could help or ease your mind a little bit.
Hope I could help or ease your mind a little bit.
confession P.3
3. When I was a kid, I wasn't fat. I was chubby (a little like any kid), my family told me I look fat and keep on calling me like that for my whole life. And every time they call me that, I easily get angry (they like my reaction so they kept doing it). I know it's a harmless joke but it's kinda hurts when I hear it. Even when I was at school, because of my name (I live in Vietnam but my name is in English) and my looks, I got bullied. My parents do know and did tell the school about it, but it was hopeless. And because of that action, I was isolated from the rest of the class. I only have a few friends outside of school so... yeah, no friends for the whole school year. Recently I got bobyshamed by my relatives, it pissed me off a lot that I got mad (which they enjoy seeing me suffer).
4.I moved and became Vietnamese since I was 5 (13 years from now). Even though I speak Vietnamese but I process things really slow . Because I'm like Dory ( easily forget about almost everything), I hardly could remember every single word in my textbook. We study by memorise the whole thing and rewrite it exactly how it was written (if it was in English, I would have survived. But it was in Vietnamese) . In the family, I couldn't remember what they told me to do and recently I was too stess that I couldn't remember if I have any IELTS classes today. I did call my teacher whether we have classes today, I thought she said yes because in vietnamese it's easily miss heard, then got kick out (not literally) and hear my teacher talking behind my back LITERALLY. (to be continue...)
3. When I was a kid, I wasn't fat. I was chubby (a little like any kid), my family told me I look fat and keep on calling me like that for my whole life. And every time they call me that, I easily get angry (they like my reaction so they kept doing it). I know it's a harmless joke but it's kinda hurts when I hear it. Even when I was at school, because of my name (I live in Vietnam but my name is in English) and my looks, I got bullied. My parents do know and did tell the school about it, but it was hopeless. And because of that action, I was isolated from the rest of the class. I only have a few friends outside of school so... yeah, no friends for the whole school year. Recently I got bobyshamed by my relatives, it pissed me off a lot that I got mad (which they enjoy seeing me suffer).
4.I moved and became Vietnamese since I was 5 (13 years from now). Even though I speak Vietnamese but I process things really slow . Because I'm like Dory ( easily forget about almost everything), I hardly could remember every single word in my textbook. We study by memorise the whole thing and rewrite it exactly how it was written (if it was in English, I would have survived. But it was in Vietnamese) . In the family, I couldn't remember what they told me to do and recently I was too stess that I couldn't remember if I have any IELTS classes today. I did call my teacher whether we have classes today, I thought she said yes because in vietnamese it's easily miss heard, then got kick out (not literally) and hear my teacher talking behind my back LITERALLY. (to be continue...)
...I know 'teasing' is part of family life to help you 'growing a shell' but shaming someone goes definitly to far. Your love life is not their buisness!
New languages are always hard, especially if you are not good with learning. Did you try tutoring or maybe some language learning apps?
New languages are always hard, especially if you are not good with learning. Did you try tutoring or maybe some language learning apps?
True that my love life is not their buisness. But in this country.. apperance is everything. If you're not beautiful, you won't find a lover. If you have an unfitting shape, they won't hire you for the job. If you wear like that, people think you have a problem.... And for the language part wasn't a problem much.... It's just that when people say something, I couldn't understand the way they think. Eventhough I spoke this mother tongue ( Vietnamese) for 13 years now. (=_=")
*sigh* ...oh my...
confession P.2
Here's an explanation why (from confession P.1) is so hard to talk about:
1. My mom is uncomfortable about LGBT, eventhough she have some friends who are gay and les. But I did ask if I "were" one... (u get the whole point). And my family is kinda traditional so...yeah
2. My mom is hot tempered (even myself), so everytime we talk about something,it always end up as a fight. She's not the best listener and she always jumps in ( to conclusion?) when I talk about something. I did talk to her about her temper, and she promise not to be like that... but she broke it. (to be continue..)
Here's an explanation why (from confession P.1) is so hard to talk about:
1. My mom is uncomfortable about LGBT, eventhough she have some friends who are gay and les. But I did ask if I "were" one... (u get the whole point). And my family is kinda traditional so...yeah
2. My mom is hot tempered (even myself), so everytime we talk about something,it always end up as a fight. She's not the best listener and she always jumps in ( to conclusion?) when I talk about something. I did talk to her about her temper, and she promise not to be like that... but she broke it. (to be continue..)
Does your mom use facebook or something? You could check there about them...
she didn't add them (=_='')
...and then she calls them friends... if she doesn't keep track of them?
yeah... (T-T)
*pat pat*
confession P.1
Hi... I know Tapas is only a website where we read comics and novels, but I wish to write a confession here because I don't know who to talk to.
Base on my profile name... it's kinda stupid and funny and yet... it's true to me.I do have a family and friends who cares for me but I always feel... lost? I always recieve the same advise when I talk about things: Talk to your family about it, talk to your parents... I did, but it's the same answer that I always hear and it's just so... fustrating. I sometimes talk to my friends, but I always have a feeling, more of a concious says "They have their problems too, why do you have to tell your problems to them. It only waste their precious time.", so I don't bring my problems out and hid them. I know it's wrong to hide your problems and feelings, but my mind keeps on saying " It will only give them more burden" not only to my friends, but also to my family... especially to my parents.
OK!!!!!..... Let's get to the point: I'm pansexual, I dont't like my mom's attitude (basically hate my mom attitude a lot), I have been body shamed like... my whole life? I'm not the birghtest crayon and a Dory. ( to be continue...)
Hi... I know Tapas is only a website where we read comics and novels, but I wish to write a confession here because I don't know who to talk to.
Base on my profile name... it's kinda stupid and funny and yet... it's true to me.I do have a family and friends who cares for me but I always feel... lost? I always recieve the same advise when I talk about things: Talk to your family about it, talk to your parents... I did, but it's the same answer that I always hear and it's just so... fustrating. I sometimes talk to my friends, but I always have a feeling, more of a concious says "They have their problems too, why do you have to tell your problems to them. It only waste their precious time.", so I don't bring my problems out and hid them. I know it's wrong to hide your problems and feelings, but my mind keeps on saying " It will only give them more burden" not only to my friends, but also to my family... especially to my parents.
OK!!!!!..... Let's get to the point: I'm pansexual, I dont't like my mom's attitude (basically hate my mom attitude a lot), I have been body shamed like... my whole life? I'm not the birghtest crayon and a Dory. ( to be continue...)
Your welcome
your welcome :D
