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Post by qazwsx on Jul 20, 2021 5:34:55 GMT
I want to scream until my throat collapses or my lungs give out.
I want to cry heaving sobs until the wells in my eyes are dried out.
I want to throw old TVs off tall buildings.
I want to find a field where I can be alone and yell at the sky.
I want to launch my fist through my bathroom mirror.
I want to sleep for a hundred hours.
I want to run away.
I want this to stop.
Every time I think I’m ok, it isn’t long before I realize I’m not.
PRC, you f’d me up. You made me question who I was. You made me scared. You made me hateful. You made me hurtful. You ripped people away from me. You told me I was worthless. You shrouded your curses with sugary, crisp little packages called “love,” while wrenching the chair out from under me when I realized it was just another way to guilt and shame me.
I said I’m done with you. But I don’t think you’ll ever be done with me as long as both of us are alive.
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Post by cannalily on Jul 20, 2021 10:41:54 GMT
I want to scream until my throat collapses or my lungs give out. I want to cry heaving sobs until the wells in my eyes are dried out. I want to throw old TVs off tall buildings. I want to find a field where I can be alone and yell at the sky. I want to launch my fist through my bathroom mirror. I want to sleep for a hundred hours. I want to run away. I want this to stop. Every time I think I’m ok, it isn’t long before I realize I’m not. PRC, you f’d me up. You made me question who I was. You made me scared. You made me hateful. You made me hurtful. You ripped people away from me. You told me I was worthless. You shrouded your curses with sugary, crisp little packages called “love,” while wrenching the chair out from under me when I realized it was just another way to guilt and shame me. I said I’m done with you. But I don’t think you’ll ever be done with me as long as both of us are alive.Everything here is valid except the very last line. The PRC people - the ones that come on this site - are a bunch of spineless losers. Their world view is so small, that in the end, they mean nothing. This is not a threat; it's not being vindictive, nor is it even hateful. It's indifference. And that's where they'll stay in my life. It's completely up to you to place them there. Sure they f'd up a lot of people's lives - mine included. But at the end of the day, they mean nothing and it's up to me to change. Everything you are experiencing is that of a bandaid being ripped off. You'll even have scaring.- all in the wake of being in a cult. At the end of the day, however, you'll be a better person for it. For sure. |
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Post by Feminist on Jul 20, 2021 11:15:17 GMT
I want to scream until my throat collapses or my lungs give out. I want to cry heaving sobs until the wells in my eyes are dried out. I want to throw old TVs off tall buildings. I want to find a field where I can be alone and yell at the sky. I want to launch my fist through my bathroom mirror. I want to sleep for a hundred hours. I want to run away. I want this to stop. Every time I think I’m ok, it isn’t long before I realize I’m not. PRC, you f’d me up. You made me question who I was. You made me scared. You made me hateful. You made me hurtful. You ripped people away from me. You told me I was worthless. You shrouded your curses with sugary, crisp little packages called “love,” while wrenching the chair out from under me when I realized it was just another way to guilt and shame me. I said I’m done with you. But I don’t think you’ll ever be done with me as long as both of us are alive. I hear you. It’s not fair, and it’s hurtful. They have done great damage and your feelings are perfectly valid. We are here for you. |
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Post by qazwsx on Jul 20, 2021 14:32:06 GMT
I want to scream until my throat collapses or my lungs give out. I want to cry heaving sobs until the wells in my eyes are dried out. I want to throw old TVs off tall buildings. I want to find a field where I can be alone and yell at the sky. I want to launch my fist through my bathroom mirror. I want to sleep for a hundred hours. I want to run away. I want this to stop. Every time I think I’m ok, it isn’t long before I realize I’m not. PRC, you f’d me up. You made me question who I was. You made me scared. You made me hateful. You made me hurtful. You ripped people away from me. You told me I was worthless. You shrouded your curses with sugary, crisp little packages called “love,” while wrenching the chair out from under me when I realized it was just another way to guilt and shame me. I said I’m done with you. But I don’t think you’ll ever be done with me as long as both of us are alive.Everything here is valid except the very last line. The PRC people - the ones that come on this site - are a bunch of spineless losers. Their world view is so small, that in the end, they mean nothing. This is not a threat; it's not being vindictive, nor is it even hateful. It's indifference. And that's where they'll stay in my life. It's completely up to you to place them there. Sure they f'd up a lot of people's lives - mine included. But at the end of the day, they mean nothing and it's up to me to change. Everything you are experiencing is that of a bandaid being ripped off. You'll even have scaring.- all in the wake of being in a cult. At the end of the day, however, you'll be a better person for it. For sure. I understand where you're coming from. I have friends that feel the way that you do. But I think I will stand by what I feel. All feelings are valid, and also, even though the majority of the PRC is literally just very ignorant people, there really are others who are vindictive and hateful. I didn't mean to offend you or anyone by what I said, so I'm sorry if it came across that way. |
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Post by dandelionwine on Jul 20, 2021 16:32:49 GMT
I want to scream until my throat collapses or my lungs give out. I want to cry heaving sobs until the wells in my eyes are dried out. I want to throw old TVs off tall buildings. I want to find a field where I can be alone and yell at the sky. I want to launch my fist through my bathroom mirror. I want to sleep for a hundred hours. I want to run away. I want this to stop. Every time I think I’m ok, it isn’t long before I realize I’m not. PRC, you f’d me up. You made me question who I was. You made me scared. You made me hateful. You made me hurtful. You ripped people away from me. You told me I was worthless. You shrouded your curses with sugary, crisp little packages called “love,” while wrenching the chair out from under me when I realized it was just another way to guilt and shame me. I said I’m done with you. But I don’t think you’ll ever be done with me as long as both of us are alive.Everything here is valid except the very last line. The PRC people - the ones that come on this site - are a bunch of spineless losers. Their world view is so small, that in the end, they mean nothing. This is not a threat; it's not being vindictive, nor is it even hateful. It's indifference. And that's where they'll stay in my life. It's completely up to you to place them there. Sure they f'd up a lot of people's lives - mine included. But at the end of the day, they mean nothing and it's up to me to change. Everything you are experiencing is that of a bandaid being ripped off. You'll even have scaring.- all in the wake of being in a cult. At the end of the day, however, you'll be a better person for it. For sure. I'm a spineless loser? Would you care to clarify? |
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Post by wewerepr on Jul 20, 2021 17:33:46 GMT
I want to scream until my throat collapses or my lungs give out. I want to cry heaving sobs until the wells in my eyes are dried out. I want to throw old TVs off tall buildings. I want to find a field where I can be alone and yell at the sky. I want to launch my fist through my bathroom mirror. I want to sleep for a hundred hours. I want to run away. I want this to stop. Every time I think I’m ok, it isn’t long before I realize I’m not. PRC, you f’d me up. You made me question who I was. You made me scared. You made me hateful. You made me hurtful. You ripped people away from me. You told me I was worthless. You shrouded your curses with sugary, crisp little packages called “love,” while wrenching the chair out from under me when I realized it was just another way to guilt and shame me. I said I’m done with you. But I don’t think you’ll ever be done with me as long as both of us are alive. Qazwsx….I hear you too! There are a lot of us who understand these feelings and this hurt. Don’t ever stop talking/writing through this ….keep working this out ….Better out than in! Hang in there! |
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Post by cannalily on Jul 20, 2021 18:14:15 GMT
Everything here is valid except the very last line. The PRC people - the ones that come on this site - are a bunch of spineless losers. Their world view is so small, that in the end, they mean nothing. This is not a threat; it's not being vindictive, nor is it even hateful. It's indifference. And that's where they'll stay in my life. It's completely up to you to place them there. Sure they f'd up a lot of people's lives - mine included. But at the end of the day, they mean nothing and it's up to me to change. Everything you are experiencing is that of a bandaid being ripped off. You'll even have scaring.- all in the wake of being in a cult. At the end of the day, however, you'll be a better person for it. For sure. I'm a spineless loser? Would you care to clarify? Sure, I'll clarify. If you come one this site, and tell us all that there's no abuse, that we're pathetic, that we don't know what we're talking about, you are in fact a spineless loser. Better? |
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Post by cannalily on Jul 20, 2021 18:16:55 GMT
Everything here is valid except the very last line. The PRC people - the ones that come on this site - are a bunch of spineless losers. Their world view is so small, that in the end, they mean nothing. This is not a threat; it's not being vindictive, nor is it even hateful. It's indifference. And that's where they'll stay in my life. It's completely up to you to place them there. Sure they f'd up a lot of people's lives - mine included. But at the end of the day, they mean nothing and it's up to me to change. Everything you are experiencing is that of a bandaid being ripped off. You'll even have scaring.- all in the wake of being in a cult. At the end of the day, however, you'll be a better person for it. For sure. I understand where you're coming from. I have friends that feel the way that you do. But I think I will stand by what I feel. All feelings are valid, and also, even though the majority of the PRC is literally just very ignorant people, there really are others who are vindictive and hateful. I didn't mean to offend you or anyone by what I said, so I'm sorry if it came across that way. Yup. I get it. Right now you have raw emotion. But at the end of the day, those feeling subside, and you're left with a toothless indifference. |
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Post by dandelionwine on Jul 20, 2021 20:02:25 GMT
I'm a spineless loser? Would you care to clarify? Sure, I'll clarify. If you come one this site, and tell us all that there's no abuse, that we're pathetic, that we don't know what we're talking about, you are in fact a spineless loser. Better? Actually, yes! Much better! Thank you for that clarification! 😊 |
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Post by KristianWrights on Jul 21, 2021 1:50:04 GMT
I want to scream until my throat collapses or my lungs give out. I want to cry heaving sobs until the wells in my eyes are dried out. I want to throw old TVs off tall buildings. I want to find a field where I can be alone and yell at the sky. I want to launch my fist through my bathroom mirror. I want to sleep for a hundred hours. I want to run away. I want this to stop. Every time I think I’m ok, it isn’t long before I realize I’m not. PRC, you f’d me up. You made me question who I was. You made me scared. You made me hateful. You made me hurtful. You ripped people away from me. You told me I was worthless. You shrouded your curses with sugary, crisp little packages called “love,” while wrenching the chair out from under me when I realized it was just another way to guilt and shame me. I said I’m done with you. But I don’t think you’ll ever be done with me as long as both of us are alive. Thank you for saying this. Your not alone. So glad you can speak out on this website. We’re all here for you. |
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Post by falteringfeet on Jul 21, 2021 5:04:52 GMT
I want to scream until my throat collapses or my lungs give out. I want to cry heaving sobs until the wells in my eyes are dried out. I want to throw old TVs off tall buildings. I want to find a field where I can be alone and yell at the sky. I want to launch my fist through my bathroom mirror. I want to sleep for a hundred hours. I want to run away. I want this to stop. Every time I think I’m ok, it isn’t long before I realize I’m not. PRC, you f’d me up. You made me question who I was. You made me scared. You made me hateful. You made me hurtful. You ripped people away from me. You told me I was worthless. You shrouded your curses with sugary, crisp little packages called “love,” while wrenching the chair out from under me when I realized it was just another way to guilt and shame me. I said I’m done with you. But I don’t think you’ll ever be done with me as long as both of us are alive. It sucks, I know, I have days I feel the same way. But also remember you're not alone in this. There are good days ahead. Keep your head up. Sometimes you just have to let it roll off you. A line from a song I like to remember, "These shoulders are ready for more shrugs". |
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