I SERIOUSLY SUGGEST you talk to your commander or officer about your situation and immediately ask for counselling when you go in...Originally posted by men_@_arms:This has been goin on for a long time already. I believe its tied in with my other relationship problems outside the home as well, and has prolly affected me profoundly. Rather than pay 50 bucks to a shrink to listen to my tale and get nothing in return, id rather just write it hear where i'll get nothing and save money.
My mum and i cannot get along. Same with my dad and her. She is good to us and always working and stuff. But I just do not connect with her.. i do not like her because she is rude/loud, she gets freaky unnecessarily and is a bit crazy too. The worst thing is.. there is no solution.
When i was 12, i suggested our family go for some sort of councelling, it was never done. I am 19 now and we still are the same. Although daddy goes out with mistresses, drinks and frequently parties to get away, he's hardly home. Me being a pathetic outcast from people (for reasons unknown up till now) and with lesser money, do not have such escapism luxury. Mother although works, she is most of the time at home..
Most of the things in the home belong to her, countless numbers of BOOKs she doesn't read, things she buys, apparently, our hard teak (evil looking mansion) type furniture was what she bought long ago (according to dad). Mnany of my friends say our home's feng shui is not good.. mother thinks our home looks high class and stuff.. i think its dark, murky, evil and not very homely. Plus her books and rubbish are everywhere. IT never seems to get cleaned even with a maid and mother rearranging it all the time.
I remember i would always be compelled to make her bloody cups of tea in my youth when i loathed doing the task.. or compelled to fetch and ferry things, do this,,, do that.. etc. I never enjoyed it because i never liked her. Close proximity with her = arguements, loud shrieking and no conflict resolution whatsoever. Now that i am older i try and avoid it and get out more, even if it means hanging out by my lonesome.
Omg she just walked in and wants me to get out.. she just told me to go jump off a building rather than try and write this.. as a doctor told me to do.. in absence of friends..
Yeah but friends.. no one in sg (at least) wants a depressive freak like me for a friend... you all want NICE homely NORMAL type of friends to go out with. That makes it all the more hopeless when i feel down and blue. Father tells me to go along to his parties, but i always feel down because it further heightens the sense of incompleteness in our family. Even if you try talking to people, they shun u coz they think uve got "issues" and it saddens them too, in todays world, rather than wanting sad friends, we all want happy friends... friendship has become a kind of commodity.. god dammit.
It has become so, i do not mind or care about swearing or how i speak to people, as is probably evident by my posting.
I recall when my dear aunt wanted me to go with her to Beijing, i wanted to go,, until mother wanted to tag along too. I have enough arguements with mother already, usually she takes me out in the car, to go to a doctor or to buy something or whatever, and always we argue.. over the home or something trivial..
Like earlier just today.. i just said i want to relax today, i may be going out with father at 5.. she said "YOU"VE GOT X and Y coming over for dinner tonight!" in her freaky voice (I did not invite them.. they are HER friends).. so i shut up and nodded. THe place is in a mess, she said something about her wanting me to help out sort it out.. i hate that, coz it usually means interacting with her,, and by now i fear that coz it leads to arguements. And arguements may end up in violence, police, murder and perhaps my suicide when i want to escape it all. So i said to her "I fear that mother.. because i do not want to get into arguements" she freaked out and keeps raising her voice.. this is while she is driving btw. I got so nervous, when we stopped i just got out of the car and got a taxi home.
I remember when i was younger, i wouldn;t have the guts to get out of the car when she gets all freaky. Once when i was 8, she had an accident coz we were argueing. My god, i just remembered that.
She keeps telling me i am such a bastard and a horrible person when we argue, which is almost like all the time. I doubt my self worth and want to die most of the time.
While in the car before i got off. THere was some mention of her leaving us. I thought that would be a good idea, because with ABSENCE we may gain deeper appreciation of each other, as i had suggested often when i was 15 (but ofcourse it never got done... just like it wont now). Perhaps i should mention to dad that we should move out.
Either way. I am enlisting on jan 22nd. PErhaps the army will do me some good. Being away from home for 2 years, staying on the base, getting paid. I would be far away from home, dad and i plan to move out somewhere. Although it is painful to see him with many other women (which i will see once we move to a new place), it is less painful than being with mother and her freakiness sometimes. I am looking forward to ns in that sense.. if i do not shoot my future antagonistic commander in a moment of despair.. which i feel constantly nowadays.
Nah i couldn;t do that.. i couldn't even kill myself, yet alone kill another. But then again.. an m-16 takes a lot less courage to operate than throwing urself over a 12 storey building.
THinking about it.
Man.....i always tot tt u r 1 happy-go-lucky dude. hai..i suggest u to be more open and try to interact more wif pple...be it frens, classmates, colleagues etc. Try to tok to them abt common interests etc..this might helpOriginally posted by men_@_arms:This has been goin on for a long time already. I believe its tied in with my other relationship problems outside the home as well, and has prolly affected me profoundly. Rather than pay 50 bucks to a shrink to listen to my tale and get nothing in return, id rather just write it hear where i'll get nothing and save money.
My mum and i cannot get along. Same with my dad and her. She is good to us and always working and stuff. But I just do not connect with her.. i do not like her because she is rude/loud, she gets freaky unnecessarily and is a bit crazy too. The worst thing is.. there is no solution.
When i was 12, i suggested our family go for some sort of councelling, it was never done. I am 19 now and we still are the same. Although daddy goes out with mistresses, drinks and frequently parties to get away, he's hardly home. Me being a pathetic outcast from people (for reasons unknown up till now) and with lesser money, do not have such escapism luxury. Mother although works, she is most of the time at home..
Most of the things in the home belong to her, countless numbers of BOOKs she doesn't read, things she buys, apparently, our hard teak (evil looking mansion) type furniture was what she bought long ago (according to dad). Mnany of my friends say our home's feng shui is not good.. mother thinks our home looks high class and stuff.. i think its dark, murky, evil and not very homely. Plus her books and rubbish are everywhere. IT never seems to get cleaned even with a maid and mother rearranging it all the time.
I remember i would always be compelled to make her bloody cups of tea in my youth when i loathed doing the task.. or compelled to fetch and ferry things, do this,,, do that.. etc. I never enjoyed it because i never liked her. Close proximity with her = arguements, loud shrieking and no conflict resolution whatsoever. Now that i am older i try and avoid it and get out more, even if it means hanging out by my lonesome.
Omg she just walked in and wants me to get out.. she just told me to go jump off a building rather than try and write this.. as a doctor told me to do.. in absence of friends..
Yeah but friends.. no one in sg (at least) wants a depressive freak like me for a friend... you all want NICE homely NORMAL type of friends to go out with. That makes it all the more hopeless when i feel down and blue. Father tells me to go along to his parties, but i always feel down because it further heightens the sense of incompleteness in our family. Even if you try talking to people, they shun u coz they think uve got "issues" and it saddens them too, in todays world, rather than wanting sad friends, we all want happy friends... friendship has become a kind of commodity.. god dammit.
It has become so, i do not mind or care about swearing or how i speak to people, as is probably evident by my posting.
I recall when my dear aunt wanted me to go with her to Beijing, i wanted to go,, until mother wanted to tag along too. I have enough arguements with mother already, usually she takes me out in the car, to go to a doctor or to buy something or whatever, and always we argue.. over the home or something trivial..
Like earlier just today.. i just said i want to relax today, i may be going out with father at 5.. she said "YOU"VE GOT X and Y coming over for dinner tonight!" in her freaky voice (I did not invite them.. they are HER friends).. so i shut up and nodded. THe place is in a mess, she said something about her wanting me to help out sort it out.. i hate that, coz it usually means interacting with her,, and by now i fear that coz it leads to arguements. And arguements may end up in violence, police, murder and perhaps my suicide when i want to escape it all. So i said to her "I fear that mother.. because i do not want to get into arguements" she freaked out and keeps raising her voice.. this is while she is driving btw. I got so nervous, when we stopped i just got out of the car and got a taxi home.
I remember when i was younger, i wouldn;t have the guts to get out of the car when she gets all freaky. Once when i was 8, she had an accident coz we were argueing. My god, i just remembered that.
She keeps telling me i am such a bastard and a horrible person when we argue, which is almost like all the time. I doubt my self worth and want to die most of the time.
While in the car before i got off. THere was some mention of her leaving us. I thought that would be a good idea, because with ABSENCE we may gain deeper appreciation of each other, as i had suggested often when i was 15 (but ofcourse it never got done... just like it wont now). Perhaps i should mention to dad that we should move out.
Either way. I am enlisting on jan 22nd. PErhaps the army will do me some good. Being away from home for 2 years, staying on the base, getting paid. I would be far away from home, dad and i plan to move out somewhere. Although it is painful to see him with many other women (which i will see once we move to a new place), it is less painful than being with mother and her freakiness sometimes. I am looking forward to ns in that sense.. if i do not shoot my future antagonistic commander in a moment of despair.. which i feel constantly nowadays.
Nah i couldn;t do that.. i couldn't even kill myself, yet alone kill another. But then again.. an m-16 takes a lot less courage to operate than throwing urself over a 12 storey building.
THinking about it.