(tw: sh)
When we sleep in the same bed due to being in a hotel, or just when she finds me asleep in general, sometimes she’d uncover my blanket and pull up my pants to see my scars (I harm on my legs). She also purposefully walk in on me a few times while I’m changing clothes or in the bathroom.
This bothers me a lot, and she knows this, but the few times I tried talking to her about it she always argues that she’s just worried and it’s justified because I’m her child so she has the right to do this. A part of me thinks that maybe it is justified because of her worry as my parent, and maybe her actions aren’t conveying what she actually means. I’ve been second guessing my own distress and stance in this even until now.
Well really, the thing that bothers me the most is how despite doing this constantly, she never does anything to help. Granted, I’ve never asked explicitly. But she’s known abt my harming since I was 12 and still did nothing over the years. It kinda just feel like I’m a spectacle to soothe her curiosity or something.
She used to make a big point of saying “No one in this world is going to love you as much as I do. Even your friends will abandon you someday, but not me”, and maybe this will sound naive, but at a point in time I did actually believe her. Maybe that’s why I expected so much from her.
Idk, is it presumptuous for me to assume that she’d help when it’s my own fault? Is it normal, and maybe even supposed to be helpful, for parents to leave their child to figure out things like this on their own? I just thought if anyone in this world is going to help it’d be my own mother, but she’s turned a blind eye for so long. I know that she cares though (at least I hope so).
She isn’t a terrible mother or anything, she tries her best with raising me and I know that she does love me, so it’s all very confusing. I kinda resent her for turning a blind eye, but I feel terrible for resenting her because technically it’s my own mess and responsibility anyway, and I’m not supposed to be so hung up on her flaws when I should be grateful for the countless other things she’s done for me.
I don’t know what’s justified or not, but then it’s probably not that deep and I’m the only one overthinking this, such things happen a lot between myself and others haha. I know I really should focus my energy on figuring out my own problems rather than playing the blame game between myself and my mother, but it hurts more than I’d like to admit and I don’t know what to do with it.
Am I just digging my own grave and is it better if I just let this all go? Because I’m going to uni in a few weeks so it probably won’t matter with my mother and I living separately soon anyway.
(note: I’m ok and have been clean for a few weeks ^^ )