The Senstive Hearts
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I wanna To share my music with the community. I wanna to speak up for the Survivors of trauma and the disabled and those who had absuive parents to give people a voice.
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Hello my senstive hearts this is my new very personal essay. About how I think my mother triggers my anxiety

My mum is a trigger for my anxiety

This essay is personal

Mum it's painful to admit that your a trigger for my anxiety but I like to live in Truth and facts and time has shown me over and over again has shown me that it's true sadly that my mum is a Trigger for my anxiety. Mum you and my dad both made it your mission to lay the foundation of our Family and for that foundation to be the Pure hate that you both have for each other. Your devastating plan to make your children that you both made The choice to have the pawns in your hate game. Which is in my opinion such a weak game. Mum i know that you were only 21 when you were pregnant with me. And dad you were younger but i would honestly say that you never did grow up you both just got older cause mature parents and adults don't spend their children's whole life hating each other and tearing their hearts in half Cause it doesn't matter which parent I or my siblings choose to live with the tug of war game of feeling Torn is still there and cause both of you cent be in the same Room as each other the other parents cuts us out of their lives and contact from the opposition that to me is not unconditional love that a parent and child love should be. My mum is a trigger for my anxiety. Mum and dad you were too busy fighting with each other to even notice how senstive iam. It's sad when your eldest daughter feels more grown up than both of your parents. Mum you held on to the hate you have for my dad but all it was you drinking poison and expecting it hurt him but the cause you I guess you weren't happy enough with how much that hate was Hurting him you made your kids drink that same posion of hate. My mum Is a trigger for my anxiety. Mum you hate my dad sooo much that when he died you rang me from your work and said that my dad had died you said he can't hurt anyone anymore. That was not what I wanted to hear. My mum is a trigger for my anxiety. I have lived with you since I Was 24 when I had my back surgery and I hated that I had too move back to the Town that I started my life in. My mum is a Trigger for my anxiety mum I think your a giant control freak. I think your a Narcissitic. Because you do like to tell me I have no friends even though I do. You tell me I can't do things I have never tried it before.your sooo negative mother. You trigger my anxiety because when I go out on my own you want me hone By 4pm it stresses me out I don't Drive a Car. I get the ubers or public transport and you message me when iam with my friends for me to come home around 3. Pm when iam with my friends and it's embarrassing for me it makes me feel like a child iam 28 years old Mother. Your a control freak. Mother. My mother is a Trigger for my anxiety. Mother I can't make a bus come qny faster than it does your the one that says that me driving is not a good idea. But mother then you say iam not coming home fast enough you wanna control when I come home and how fast I come home. Mother let Go of your need to control me and reality. My Mother is a trigger for my anxiety. Mother even on my 28th birthday you made me feel anxious as I was very hot at the bus stop waiting for the bus. When you know that the Governments here shut down the train line that I normally use to get home for 18 months. My mother is a trigger for anxiety. I need to tell you what i often say and you don't hear cause I don't say it to you Stop being a control freak. And let go of your need for control. Mother you trigger my anxiety. I remember last week that I was staying with my my Best friends house and I knew that you were coming to pick me up to take me home to get ready for the Christmas family gathering at my sisters boyfriends house and I started to feel anxious to the point that I started the anxiety I was feeling was high but my friend was soo supportive to me. My mother is Trigger for my anxiety.

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