Drama with parents

Hello,

Ok, so these situations occur from time to time. This moment, I felt terribly hungry, feel like I am about to faint, and I had only ate two biscuits and it's almost dinner time, but I could not endure it any longer, so I went downstairs and got some food, my dad got mad and said ''I am cooking, you are not being tolerant if you get food now'' but mostly we eat an hour earlier on days like this. So I wasn't expecting he would still cook around this time.

So the problem is:

I needed to beg him for one stupid cookie, I get panic attack right now, because I think he's an evil bastard now. I begged him and cried and said ''I'm about to faint, can't you understand, I just need one simple little thing to eat, that's all I ask for?'' I cried and locked myself in the bathroom for quite some minutes, I just sneaked some food in there.

I really don't get it, why is my dad so evil at the moment? Why can't he understand that I was hyperventilating, I told him, and all he says , is ''Yeah just eat the whole stuff and IT DOESN'T HELP WHAT I'M SAYING YOU JUST EAT, IT DOESN'T HELP WHAT I SAY'' or something, why is he so mad right now? I don't want to eat all of it, he's really Overreacting..

i get panic attacks when people react like this.... I am terrified of people who behave mad out of a sudden, isn't this life to live for, not to be toxic, with weird interactioN? I'd rather hug than scream.

I told my parents their interaction is sometimes not nice, they say ''You are black mailing us'' so according to them I'm mean, I am not!! And if I tell them, about their interaction again, I am the one complaining, They just don't handle rejection well...They should be MORE understanding. They are so much overreacting, that's what happens in this house. Overreacting. I really want people to use subtle words, that's why I am so weak and sensetive, because I NEVER EVER wanna be like my parents... But I overreact back, if ya know what I mean, If they say mean stuff, I behave sad, I cry and they get even more mad..


I have a good heart, I just want them to care for me, not throw those awful comments.

Sometimes their lovely, and now their evil. I might sound odd at this post, but I sometimes fear anger so much, that I might be blowing up some stuff, but I just can't see why dad was mad about me taking something to eat..when I felt like that. I would've said ''Sure! You can eat something, I totally understand it, you feel dizzy!'' but he, said mean stuff...Why ??/
 
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Section_31

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Im sorry Falkor :(

I dont have an answer as to the "why". Just to say i dont think you deserved that at all.

I dont know how strict they are about eating times, in my family we just eat whenever were hungry lol. Sometimes i might not eat dinner untill 9 pm. Just depends on how i feel at the time.

Im sorry this happened.
 

laure15

Well-known member
It's not your fault this happened so don't blame yourself. Stock some emergency food in your room just in case.
My dad used to have angry outbursts like this but now he tries to be calmer due to his health problems.
 
Sounds like your parents are jekyll'n'hydes types, like mine. Most of times they are "nice", but NEVER EVER frustrate them!!! lol

I look upon it as my (over-sensitive) soul chose them as parents, to learn some really tough life lessons.

Also, maybe they are "fire" sun signs .. and you be "water"?? (just a guess). These 2 types are VERY hard to get along with each other.
 

mikebird

Banned
Drama with parents

I've had a very similar scenario all the time I lived with parents, moving home 6 times, and since 2006 when mum died and often things flare up with Dad. I never lived with them since 1994. 75 miles apart.

I visit much less than once a year. We both live alone. I put all the effort into our encounters, and things always get extremely dramatic and I can't stop it happening. The main rift was about my intelligence dwarfing my parents. They were my primary reason to not get on with anyone, feeling that they live a life of animals with no understanding of the world we're in or even the time, as no animal knows what time it is. Dad always makes food for me when I'm there. I feel bad about that. I am at an age when I should look after him, but he refuses that. Possibly the most stringent commandment he's ever exhibited toward me now.

I was desperate to get away from home when I was 17. Living with parents older than grandparent age was a terrible factor.

I realised much later in life that if they had been strict with me, my life would have flourished. They didn't have the ability of a working age parent to mind a child, which they did with my brothers. They let me free to do as I wanted, with no direction.

Sadly I've always seen the people I have to deal with today, from my perspective that they're all too stupid and below me. I always won the war with parents, getting what I wanted, upsetting, abusing them in words, like a vandal or thug would. I couldn't respect them. My chance of producing children is extremely unlikely, but I know I would be a perfect Dad, having learned what went wrong with me.

It's the embedded reason that as I write this, my phone rings, holding my future prospects, and I ignore, or sometime I answer with deity-power anger. I try to fix this.
 

jaim38

Well-known member
Parents sometimes don't get how their children are feeling. When I was younger my parents would force me to wear big fat ugly poofy jackets in the winter whenever we go out. They bought those jackets for me, I didn't even select them. Several times, I went out wearing a pink puffy jacket and could feel people staring at me and commenting. I wanted to take off my jacket but couldn't because it's cold and chilly and I have no other jacket with me. Lesson learned: don't let your parents shop for you.
 

mikebird

Banned
All school friends' parents when I visited them, we were in a different world. I saw all the mums as really sexy and I told them that. I thought of the Dads as James Bond, who could make me laugh and ask challenging questions, which would warm up my world.

We were all the same age at school. I was pseudo-bullied about people who collected me at school, who were weird grand dads or granny.

Now I've met another friend's parents, and that is again a different world. His Dad has been in the Navy, as some of my uncles have, but they're dead.

Mum is a psychologist, as her daughter is.

These other parents are now the age of my parents when I was born. 50

They don't consider a third sibling at all. My life has been in a timewarp, from start to end
 
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It's because they are *******s. My parents use to be like this. I don't even feel comfortable around my father because of it, thankfully he doesn't live here anymore.
 
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