Growing up in an abusive household is a fucking trip dude……If you’ve never had someone angrily wash a dish at you or fold a sock in your direction then how are you gonna understand why I get nervous when you quietly do the laundry, or why I ask “are you mad at me?” when you set the bag of groceries down too hard? It’s a totally different way of living and it impacts you long after you’ve left the situation.
This is so important.
Abused kids speak a language you can’t learn
My heart races when I hear someone sigh and then the adrenaline takes forever to wear off. I hate having these reactions even when I know I am safe.
@ my friends who relate to this: please feel free to ask me for confirmation at any time that we are ok. i won’t get mad. go ahead and test me, try it out, prove it. however many times you need to hear me go “huh? nah, all’s well!” is however many times i’ll say it.
and i promise that if we are not ok i’ll be honest about that too, and it won’t be the end of the world. i may go like “meh, i’m actually pretty grumpy right now about [thing]” and you can be like “sorry i will fix [thing]” and i will be like “thank you i appreciate”and then we’ll be ok again. i won’t hold a grudge and i definitely will not angrily fold a sock at you.
again, as many times as this needs to happen, i’m up for that. i love you and i’m in it for the long haul. our friendship is worth it.
agreed
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