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.
It really is the tiniest things that trigger me and ppl seem to think I’m exaggerating.
Abused kids speak a language you can’t learn
Or when someone says something random, but it’s in THAT tone and it reminds you of your situation and you hear the words in back of your head for next few hours
(Source: satanhaus, via wittle-bunx)
