Parents when their eldest daughter shows any form of human emotion:

Parents when their eldest daughter struggles showing emotions because they emotionally repressed her:

Parents when their eldest daughter:

i would never be a therapist because that's who i've been all my life. i wonder if i would ever let myself be a mother.

People be like "You worry too much" "You are so much like a mom" "You don't have to remind us things our mother's would"

I'm sorry man it's just the eldest sibling/daughter syndrome

what can i say except "you're welcome"

this song is for us, older daughters that know it's time to go

Being the oldest daughter of a narcissist dad and low self esteem mom does things to your way of living

My therapist told me I shouldn't let people (my parents) stab me with their words for the sake of keeping my family close, that it isn't my responsibility to stay in a place that hurts me so much just to protect them and I was like "I don't know what you're talking about bro but I'm the older sister it is very much my responsibility"

No longer 'daddy's little girl'

I'm realising now that there is no such thing as a 'bad husband but a good dad' at least in my case it isn't. When I first heard the idea I secretly disagreed, I believed through and through that my dad was a good dad. He always checked up on us after he and my mom fought, he tried to make our childhood as comfortable as possible, he spends all his earnings on us. Compared to all the absent, abusive and neglectful fathers out there I felt I was lucky to have a dad like mine.

He ruined my mom's life though and now as I get older his behaviour towards me is steadily growing similar to the way he treated my mother all those years ago. I'm no longer 'daddy's little girl' I'm now 'just as ungrateful as her mother'. He treats my life the same way he treated my mother's.. not as important as his.

Sometimes I wonder if my father sees himself in me. He looks into my eyes and sees his reflection. It's not the one shown from the light. It's a reflection of his being. His soul. What he's created. What his years of being my father has done. Maybe he doesn't actually see himself. He probably sees where he went wrong. What he's lost, what he's created. A daughter who no longer wishes for her father's love. The innocence in which he's killed.

female rage is realising your dad was right about you…

my hands are always uplifted. ready to hold, ready to grab, ready to guide. crossing the street, moving through a busy crowd, following up the stairs. i'm right here. i'll catch you.

i present my habit as almost absent-minded, instinctual. but i know that instinct doesn't make the intention go away, and all of the context and thoughts that it carries.

most of my friends don't take my hand's offering, and that's okay. my little sister sometimes doesn't, too. the point is to be there, not to be acknowledged. if one of my friends would offer their hand, i would latch onto it.

younger sibling of an first daughter and im here to tell you older sibling (don’t have to be the eldest): some of you may have been abusive with your siblings. please check on them just in case. the pressure of the oldest child was maybe too big for you you accidentally lashed out on your siblings. sit down have a talk with them. i hope this will strengthen your bond as siblings.

Something I’ve been struggling with lately. I never understood why I didn’t attract guys like other people and I’ve grown to realize it’s because of my hyper independence and masculinity. I’ve depended on myself for so long ,I don’t know how to lean on someone other than myself. So, when it comes to mixing masculinity and femininity, I feel like I tend to come off strong with my masculinity; pushing away any other masculine in the process. I also feel that most of the men I’ve come in contact with so far take that as a personal challenge or jab. Once they notice my ‘rejection’ for their energy they take it as a challenge to assert it more, even if it’s harmful and hurtful. It’s never my intentions though as I’m not even aware of it most of the time. That’s why I also struggle with my femininity and feeling ‘feminine enough’, it’s a struggle for me to be comfortable in this energy that might’ve made me feel weak at some point. The problem is that rejecting it doesn’t make me any stronger. What I really seek is an equilibrium, but that won’t happen in its own. I know I have stuff to unlearn and release before I can fully enjoy that type of peace.