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I'm over it.
My Dad is submissive, to my Mom...Anything she says he will go with and to put it short, she's not a nice person.
Some background on me: I'm 17-20, male, a revert to Islam, highschool graduate and currently studying.
I have been offered a full time job for when my course finishes at the end of this year. But the problem is that up until now, the only work I have had is for the family business that recently closed down. Naturally my cash flow has died right up. This alone of course has me depressed, further is the fact that for years I've been applying for jobs (four years, to be specific) and not heard a thing from any except for a handful, one of which the ad lied about the job and they wanted to employ me, for less than legal work and another I went through three interviews just to be rejected and more interviews that lead to rejection.
My Mom is at me all the time for not having a job right now because I haven't tried hard enough and constantly speaks down on me for being lazy, despite the fact I'm ALWAYS seeking work in the newspaper and applying for jobs and beginning to take the fact that I'm not hearing anything from anyone personally. It doesn't help that my younger sister just last year after no pressure decided to apply for jobs one weekend out of boredom from the same sources as I was using and within the week got two interviews and rejected one, then went to the other and got the job effortlessly and has just recently decided to quit cos it was 'too hard'. (in my mind, thats the definition of taking what falls into your lap for granted.)
Anyway, just tonight we were having one of our lovely (yawn) family dinners (with the TV on or my Dad would freak) when my Mom brings up the issue in Zimbabwe and asks me why I care about Palestine when that's obviously so much more dire, so I tell her of course Zimbabwe is an issue also close to my heart, then my Dad starts attacking me for not looking at the facts and listening to my 'internet propaganda' and that Israel have every right to be there. Then my Mom starts yelling about how I'm 'banned for using HER INTERNET' and then the subject somehow escalates to how I do nothing, I'm lazy, good for nothing and I use her and Dad.
My sister, backs them up, which looks odd when she quit her job for sitting in front of the TV all day everyday and received NO scrutiny.
Don't even get me started on my parents' thoughts on Islam, they tell me the same things over and over. Their misconceptions, I present them with truths and they spit in my face.
They believe it's oppressive.
They believe it's sexist.
I'm sick of them telling me I'm stupid, for something I'm not even allowed to express in this home (or out of it for that matter, if they found out I'd seriously be scared) or talk about without being screamed at relentlessly.
I've been here in my room for about 45 minutes and my parents are STILL talking about me. I hate it. I'm sick of being under the microscope. I'm sick of being focusing their attention on my faults and ignoring the good things. I'm sick of how they treat my sister like a princess and me like crap.
I've been feeling physically ill lately for the last month too. Of course my mind has been running wild over what it could have been after seeing doctors and everything coming back normal. A friend who knows nothing about my home life says it sounds like what she went through when she had depression, on reflection I can't help but think she's right.
I want out.
I have to leave as soon as can. I want to move inter-city. I can't put up with seeing her face and hearing her voice for much longer. I don't want to cut ties, but I'm so sure she can't say a nice word to me, it's almost as if it'd kill her.
Even so, moving will require money - I NEED TO HEAR FROM SOMEONE. I've been trying to make my resume impressive, and stay honest, but the truth is, it doesn't.
I've tried being patient but she'll keep going until she pushes my buttons fully.
I still try to show respect, but my actions will never mirror what's going through my mind!!
I could rant on for days, but I'll have to stop there.
I'm scared for my own mental health, I need someone to talk to but have no one I feel I can trust with all of this.
Ya Allah.
make du3a for me people.
My Dad is submissive, to my Mom...Anything she says he will go with and to put it short, she's not a nice person.
Some background on me: I'm 17-20, male, a revert to Islam, highschool graduate and currently studying.
I have been offered a full time job for when my course finishes at the end of this year. But the problem is that up until now, the only work I have had is for the family business that recently closed down. Naturally my cash flow has died right up. This alone of course has me depressed, further is the fact that for years I've been applying for jobs (four years, to be specific) and not heard a thing from any except for a handful, one of which the ad lied about the job and they wanted to employ me, for less than legal work and another I went through three interviews just to be rejected and more interviews that lead to rejection.
My Mom is at me all the time for not having a job right now because I haven't tried hard enough and constantly speaks down on me for being lazy, despite the fact I'm ALWAYS seeking work in the newspaper and applying for jobs and beginning to take the fact that I'm not hearing anything from anyone personally. It doesn't help that my younger sister just last year after no pressure decided to apply for jobs one weekend out of boredom from the same sources as I was using and within the week got two interviews and rejected one, then went to the other and got the job effortlessly and has just recently decided to quit cos it was 'too hard'. (in my mind, thats the definition of taking what falls into your lap for granted.)
Anyway, just tonight we were having one of our lovely (yawn) family dinners (with the TV on or my Dad would freak) when my Mom brings up the issue in Zimbabwe and asks me why I care about Palestine when that's obviously so much more dire, so I tell her of course Zimbabwe is an issue also close to my heart, then my Dad starts attacking me for not looking at the facts and listening to my 'internet propaganda' and that Israel have every right to be there. Then my Mom starts yelling about how I'm 'banned for using HER INTERNET' and then the subject somehow escalates to how I do nothing, I'm lazy, good for nothing and I use her and Dad.
My sister, backs them up, which looks odd when she quit her job for sitting in front of the TV all day everyday and received NO scrutiny.
Don't even get me started on my parents' thoughts on Islam, they tell me the same things over and over. Their misconceptions, I present them with truths and they spit in my face.
They believe it's oppressive.
They believe it's sexist.
I'm sick of them telling me I'm stupid, for something I'm not even allowed to express in this home (or out of it for that matter, if they found out I'd seriously be scared) or talk about without being screamed at relentlessly.
I've been here in my room for about 45 minutes and my parents are STILL talking about me. I hate it. I'm sick of being under the microscope. I'm sick of being focusing their attention on my faults and ignoring the good things. I'm sick of how they treat my sister like a princess and me like crap.
I've been feeling physically ill lately for the last month too. Of course my mind has been running wild over what it could have been after seeing doctors and everything coming back normal. A friend who knows nothing about my home life says it sounds like what she went through when she had depression, on reflection I can't help but think she's right.
I want out.
I have to leave as soon as can. I want to move inter-city. I can't put up with seeing her face and hearing her voice for much longer. I don't want to cut ties, but I'm so sure she can't say a nice word to me, it's almost as if it'd kill her.
Even so, moving will require money - I NEED TO HEAR FROM SOMEONE. I've been trying to make my resume impressive, and stay honest, but the truth is, it doesn't.
I've tried being patient but she'll keep going until she pushes my buttons fully.
I still try to show respect, but my actions will never mirror what's going through my mind!!
I could rant on for days, but I'll have to stop there.
I'm scared for my own mental health, I need someone to talk to but have no one I feel I can trust with all of this.
Ya Allah.

make du3a for me people.