I'm 15 and have been struggling with this phobia since I was ~6. This past year I've been a lot worse ever since I actually got sick, causing me to frequently go to my parents and ask for help because I had sensations that felt similar to when it actually happened. What would really help would be a hug and the assurance that everything would be alright, they're here for me, etc. but my mom never does that and gets mad at me instead. The same with my dad, but he's quite mean to me anyway (I can't even remember the last time we had an exchange that wasn't him yelling at me and then me getting offended and yelling back) so I don't expect anything from him, but my mom is supposed to be my mom. She signed up for having a kid and I didn't sign up for being born, so when her child is feeling sick it's her responsibility to help and make it feel safe.
Two nights ago I was feeling sick and casually mentioned it as I was getting water in the kitchen, as I'm so used to feeling sick that I don't let it bother me too much nowadays, and she immediately blew up at me. It was about 10:30pm at the time, and by the time she stopped yelling at me, it was 1:53am. She was accusing me of making everyone always do everything for me. Her main example was that I wasn't taking charge and scheduling doctors appointments for myself, since we're currently going through a bunch of tests to see if there is anything medically wrong with me. Now I would understand that if I had been told I was supposed to, if she hadn't already been scheduling them, or if I had ever scheduled a doctors appointment for myself before (I'm 15!). She also ended up saying multiple times that she is so sick of this and that I am not allowed to come to her for help anymore, just to deal with it by myself. She exasperatedly asked me how I'm not sick of this yet, and I tried to tell her that I am! Feeling sick pretty much non stop has to be worse than having your child come to you and ask for help. I don't know, I'm just feeling very sad and alone even now, two days later. I don't know what to do. She's never been my mother, and I don't know how to deal going forward, how to grow to not need one, since I have only recently become aware that though I might live with my parents, I don't actually have any.



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