My family talks about me as if only my name exists, and it hurts more than I can describe.
Dad: Should we buy this food?
Mom: How much is left at home?
Dad: I don't know. You can ask (name). She had some this morning.
Mom: I'll just get some.
Dad: She just had some for breakfast. Just ask her how much left there is.
Mom: It doesn't matter. I'll just get a few.
Dad: Ask her.
Mom: I said it doesn't matter!! We'll just buy extra then!
They speak like this as I'm standing *right between them,* no joke. What am I to you? A ghost? Just a name? Why do you speak like this all the damn time when you could talk me, the person you have questions for that's standing right next to you? I'm a living, breathing person standing right here so why won't you acknowledge me?!? Does my physical being not mean anything to you??
Posted Nov 6, 2019 21:57 by anonymous
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