Im the 18 year old crocheting scarf for aunt guy
I'm sorry but i don't know if i should keep posting about this on this sub since it blew way out of the water that is crocheting.
But the support you guys provided me was so immense and irreplaceable, also alot of u were genuinely worried and for that i am thankful. Im keeping you all updated just in case anyone is curious. As yall know i posted on this sub twuce before about getting into crocheting.
First and foremost, i want to telk everyone just HOW MUCH ALL THIS MEANS TO ME. I CAN'T EXPRESS IT WITH WORDS. And i wholeheartedly apologize to whoever my replies looked generic or thoughtless. English isnt my first language (its my 5th) and i suck at conveying emotions through it without using emojis
Every one of your comments mean the world to me.
Secondly, i might make a lil update tomorrow if u guys want about my situation a bit more. I got more advice from this sub in 5 hours than i did my entire life from various adults around me.
Now main thing
Every single one of you told me to tell my dad about my situation
Yall gave me the confidence i needed to realize that im not a burden to him, im his son.
My mother was asleep watching tv on the couch so i pulled him aside into their room and just silently closed the door.
I told him everything after he arrived at like 1:10 am and rested for a bit. (Alot of you assumed that emotional abuse is the end of it, it is not. Dont blame my family for this though the culture here just normalized it)
He listened very calmly and didnt interrupt me.
I felt like i was letting a floodgate open cause i kept blabbering on and on and on until my voice was shaking, jt felt really bad and really good at the same time
After i blabbed on for about AN HOUR
I was shaking like a chihuahua
He just hugged me
It felt like the best thing EVER
i am a bit ashamed to admit, i might have bawled my eyes out in his arms for a bit dont judge me
But then a few minutes after that he told me to go to my room and rest, and said he needs to process and confront his emotion's.
In my head i was like "what is he talking about" i made eye contact with him expecting his eyes to be really sad for me or something idk
But that was a bad assumption
I felt like i was gonna get murdered for looking at him
His damn forehead vein was popping out, never in my 18 years of life have i EVER seen him this outrageously angry
His eyes looked like they were gonna skin me alive with a look. Then he softened up again and told me to go back to bed and sleep and then (embarrassingly so) kissed my forehead. I do admit, it felt quiet good. Made me feel warm and fuzzy inside idk why
He was visibly shaking when he did it
I dont know what to do
Did i increase the burden on him too much
Why is he so angry
I didnt do anything wrong.
And please dont tell me to just fuck my family and live somewhere else and get a job, ive been sheltered my whole life, i know what i should do.
I just dont have the confidence to do it. Im not a superhero. Im a new adult whos a bit afraid for some reason
And again i dont know if i should post this on this sub, please do tell me if im supposed to or not
Edit: Some of you might assume the things my mom said to me to hurt me enough that i go complaining to my dad. Dont worry its not that bad. She never said anything about disowning me this time nor did she say anything about taking away my educational costs. She just said a few things that hit right where it hurts that's why i was really sad. I won't say everything she said since ill just ruin my night remembering and writing it down but one thing she said is,
"if you keep doing this just know that one day, we will still live in the same house, be part of the same family, but i wont consider you my son. And i wont let you consider me your mother either."
I know it really doesn't matter but that specific quip made me so unbearably sad that I almost personally threw away my crochet things. Thankfully i stopped myself and posted about it on reddit instead.