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madbunnycoconut said: (part 4) on my brother’s homework/school performance and sticking to punishments instead of just issuing them and being immediately overturned by my dad who didn’t know/didn’t care about the punishment. I used to have to enforce shit and be emotionally present in incredibly uncomfortable and adult ways for my entire family since I was 11 (i’m in my twenties now) and never actually got to experience “parenting” beyond what i did for myself which has left me super fuckedup

madbunnycoconut said: (part 3) ready to pay. this went on until my dad died about a year ago and she finally went on meds. I haven’t lived with her for about two years (and they’d been separated for the same amount of time exactly for reasons i won’t get into rn) and she has finally gotten a mortgage, figured out her monetary situation, mastered grocery shopping, started going to therapy, doing projects around the house beyond rearranging the furniture for the 800th time, being able to focus

madbunnycoconut said: (part 2) so she could focus enough to realize groceries needed buying and get us to the store (me and three fellow siblings) but as a teacher who knew everyone there she couldn’t focus enough to not stop to talk to everyone, to the point where eventually i was taking the list and cart from her and doing the shopping myself at like 11 years old. i would just go find her when finished to deposit the cart and then go sit on a bench at the front of the store until she was

madbunnycoconut said: okay tumblr won’t let me reblog this but basically i grew up as the eldest kid who knew my dad 1) wasn’t into having kids and was socially awkward enough that he straight-up told me about it (not to be mean or anything, just genuinely thought it was a funny story to tell his kid that their mom had to legit use blackmail to get her husband to have kids) and 2) was not a fan of doctors/medications/etc to the point of indirectly causing my mom to never get meds for her adhd

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