My Mentally Abusive Father by PantslessPajamas | Storytime Animation Reaction 

Ok imma quote a chat with two girls. “She’s abusive.” “She’s never hit me.” “She doesn’t have to.” Remember, abuse doesn’t have to be physical to be hurtful.

Her: “look at yourself, seriously, look at your face, hands, wiggle your fingers, you are here and you are strong” Me: *wiggles fingers* “ I’m alive” *starts crying* “this is so touching”

To everyone who is saying "first". Please stop saying "first". This is a VERY serious video, please show respect. I don't want any mean replys, I will not reply to any replys.

"You are alive and you are strong" Another way of saying what my Late Grandmother always told me, something I recently got tattooed onto myself to remind me. "Remember, my love, you are not broken. Bent, but not broken."

*Category: Comedy* Me: "Go home youtube your drunk"

That video brought me to tears

*what is this sweat coming from my eyes...*

If you suffer with mental abuse take this:💟💟💟💟💟💟💟

Bless her sweet innocent soul...

My parents were both verbally abusive my dad is going to therapy to try to fix his behavior my mom on the other hand dosen't want help and dosen't think theirs anything wrong with what she is saying. But I'm not in contact with my mother anymore but still in contact with my dad at least he wants to change. I feel sympathy for people who've been abused both physically and mentally.

I can relate to this girl in so many ways. My parents never did anything bad to me (they protected me) but I was exposed to a dangerous amount of bullying at too young an age. My school literally taught us what suicide was in 1st grade and I tried to use it the next year through bribing of many "friends."

The poor mother who had to deal with this

The category.... is comedy.... NICE JOB RU-vid!!! But seriously this isn't funny. This was inspiring! Amazing

Stop cutting the onions! But seriously this video was so inspiring. I was planning on losing my life this Valentines day, but I didn't. I'm still here. This video reminded me of my dark times, all the people I called friends either leaved me, or betrayed me. I was so social as a kid....but due to the bulling, I have grown to not trust anyone. I have grown depression and social anxiety since last year, because my childhood friend backstabbed me last Valentines day, so Valentines day 2018 I wanted to get it over with. Valentines day is a curse to me. But 2019.... Valentines day....I will make it the best day of my life. Before I start rambling, don't think of losing your life like I did. Things can get better. RU-vid actually helps my social skills, I act like a completely different person on the internet. So....thank you RU-vid and all the RU-vidrs I love, you make me strong. - GalacticAngel

i watched this video and it made me cry :( edit: this video is powerful

I know I’m a bit late (more like a month) but this made me realize something. The fact that I am so lucky to have the father I have. He loves me, cares for me, and always is there to brighten my day. Sometimes he makes me feel awful, but that’s on bad days, so it’s probably just my fear taking over. Even though he’s the type of person who might just say something without meaning it, I still have a father. Someone to look up to. It makes me realize, how lucky I am. Yes, there are some days that all I want to do is cry. Every single thing my mind has to manipulate into some kind of insult. But I don’t have what this poor girl had and still has to suffer through. If this is happening, my heart goes out to you. 💕

I watched this video and I cried so hard my sister came into my room and thought something was wrong and said “It’s okay” but really it’s not... somewhere in this world RIGHT NOW! Horrible things are happening to anybody and they have no way to stop it! It really hurts me when I think about it...

This video made me cry, and it makes my want to share my story. My father and my mom have been separated since I was 6 months old, due to my father’s anger issues. Though they don’t live together, I still had to visit him every other weekend. I remember a lot of things he did. He’d yell harshly at me for the smallest things and he’d do things like spank me. I don’t mean spanking as in a light hit on the bum to say ‘don’t do that, child’. He spanked me hard, and most often for nothing. I’d be walking up or down the stairs and he’d spank me. And laugh at it. It got so bad, I was so scared about having him behind me, I had to have him go down or up stairs before me just so I’d feel safe enough walking around the house. I had been brought up by my mom to tell her things. She’s my best friend and I tell her everything. It still applied when I was a child. I’d tell things to my mom about what would happen with my father that would make me feel weird. Like that time he got pulled over for speeding. He got in extra trouble when the officer saw me strapped into the backseat in my booster. He’d yell at me when he found out I told Mom about things. He’d call me a turd, a brat, a shit. It made me feel awful. I didn’t want to be a brat or a burden, so I tried to be good for him, but I never seemed to be able to. When I got older and was able to sit in the front seat with him, he’d do things like slap my thighs. It made me feel very uncomfortable. The last things now. The last time I ever saw him was awful. It started with the move. My father lived with his mother and step father, and since they were moving, he had to too. Apparently, my cousin Lilly (18 with a son) had been grumpy towards my Nana. According to him, he snapped. My father grabbed my cousin by the throat and pushed her against the kitchen table. I could see how scared she was when I looked into her eyes. He bought my ice cream to apologize to me for seeing it. Later, he took me to the mall so I could get my mom a present for her birthday. We’d stopped in Shoppers Drug Mart to pick up a card. He said that’s all we were there for, so when he led me elsewhere in the store, I was confused. I asked him where we were going and “weren’t we done?” He rose up to his full height, walked towards me threateningly, and said “we leave when I say we leave, got it punk?” The last one that happened in that same week as the strangling and drug mart incidents, he took me to Giant Tiger to pick up chips. On the way, he found a think piece of wood (maybe a cutting board?), smacked it in his hands and said “this’ll be good for keeping you in line, eh?” I had been having nightmares about him for years, and all these incidents just amplified everything. The first thing I did when I got home was tell Mom everything. I don’t visit him anymore, but he’s been bugging my mother about me not seeing him, and has threatened to get a lawyer involved. I’m still scared, for myself as well as my cousin who’s been going through stuff like this longer than me.

Anytime I feel depressed I come back to pj saying “you are here and you are strong”

When Christene started talking about taking revenge on the people who hurt you and not the people you love it reminded me of a quote I wanted to share by an unknown author "If you don't heal what hurt you, you'll bleed on people who didn't cut you" - unknown

I was one of the people who requested this video and Im happy you did because more people can see this and more people can get help. Thank you for reacting to this ♡

Both of my parents were mentally abusive. I'm slowly gaining my self-esteem with therapy. I want to give hugs and positive vibes to people suffering through this. You're strong, you're special and most of all you're a beautiful person.

Who cares about who was first! I just looked trough the comments and half the people here are fighting about who was the first person to click on the video. I get that they probably typed that before they even watched the video, but come on guys. Who gives a damn about that! I don't really care about people commenting "early squad" or "First!". But, its the people who reply to those comments and complain that they were the first ones. I mean... Scroll down, It just goes on and on and on!! There's no reason to fight!! AyChristene WAS FIRST!!!

This made me really sad... And for the people say "first" have you even watch the video? This is a serious video, you should feel embarrassed of yourself for saying that, just watch the video.

It breaks my heart to hear her cry.. I hope she's doing better.

I hear story’s like this often and I wanted to share mine. My parents divorced when I was 3 due to my fathers anger issues, we move all the way north up the country to basically escape him and live with other family. My mother met my step dad who I see as my actual father, he taught me how to tie my shoes along with other things, we would make empanadas and have fun together. Even though I don’t remember much it was nice the next 3 years.. Until my father moved up to the same state we live in.. he seemed nice at first, goofy, maybe even a decent person. We would have chicken nuggets every night and gave me everything I wanted. But then especially as I got older he would start yelling at me for the most stupidest things. I remember he screamed at me for losing a rain coat even though I told him I didn’t know where it was, he screamed and screamed at me. I never got that memory out of my head ever since. But normally say a day after yelling at me, he would randomly apologize and give me gifts again. It became a cycle almost.. until my father remarried. In my eyes he married a psychopath, but maybe that isn’t the case? The woman didn’t speak a word of English and when I first met her she seemed kind, but then they started fighting.. physically fighting.. I would even hear my father say that he wanted her dead. So I don’t know but normally I would see his wife on top of my father basically fighting and punching each other, the scarier thing is that she had two VERY young children that were in the house with us. This went on for 5 months along with the 6 year abuse cycle I was already having with my own father. This gave me a lot of anxiety, stress, and little sleep. I was scared to tell my mother what was happening because I was afraid my father would just scream at me again. One night though something happened that got me out of there. I didn’t even make the decision my father told me to call the police.. so I did.. and about the next day I talked to CPS and got taken by my mother. I still loved my father and thought he was a good man, but after I left I started thinking more.. why would he yell at me like that? Why would he randomly apologize like that and give me everything I wanted? Would he tried to manipulate me..? Or was he unknowingly abusing me and he just loved me deep down? The more I think about it the more I say that what he did to me wasn’t right, it was wrong and nobody would do such a thing. Before my mother finally won full custody he would try to contact me, and I knew he shouldn’t and I didn’t even want to talk to him. I told my mother about the yelling and she told me that she was abused too. That’s when it clicked, the reason why my mom divorced my father in the first place. She could’ve gone though something very similar. And that’s when I figured out it was abuse. To this day my biggest fear is my father taking me back, I still have anxiety but I do get better sleep. But at any time at any day my father might try to take me back, and it seems like he will. Fortunately I’m getting to an age where I’m old enough to make the decision that this isn’t want I want and I don’t want to see him. Even to this day knowing that what happened to me was abuse, I still think that… does he still love me? Has he changed..? Has he fixed the scars..? Or will he just make them simply bigger..? There is many more I forgot to mention but this basically sums it up, I know just realizing this I could probably write a book about what I experienced but Its also affected me, I’m doing much better now and I am talking to therapy, I also hear story’s like this telling me I have a voice of things get worse. So thanks for sharing your story.

I remember when I first watched the original video: It was shortly after watching Jaiden's video about her eating disorder. I have never felt as much sorrow as I had to both women for what they went through in their lives. For Jaiden, I felt mixed emotions. It was emotional hearing her story, but after her face reveal, I couldn't help but stand and clap for her bravery. For PJ, it was just emotional. I couldn't even look at the screen at one point. I honestly felt like I was going to cry, especially at the moment she revealed she tried to kill herself. That moment hit hard, because just last year alone, I had 3 separate friends contemplate suicide. I managed to talk them out of it. Yes, I was understanding of what they were going through. But, I was also blunt with them. After watching both videos, I've never been on a bigger emotional roller coaster as this one.

I cried so much and I watched this before, this is so sad and it's sad that people, kids and teens have to deal with these problems if you're not dealing with these problems and don't have abusive parents or abusive relationships then you have a big blessing, and if anyone who has these problems you're not alone, you have to be strong and not listen to those words in you're head they just try to bring you down, I know it's hard to find help or ask for help but that makes you stronger.(like she said in the video) That's all I need to say 😊

Video:if u can’t watch it don’t Me:hey I don’t cry for anything A couple min later Me:😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭I cant do it I can’t stop crying ahhhhh 😭😭😭😭😭

As the saying goes, “Count your rainbows, not your thunderstorms.”

Omg that's really sad 😭😢😵😷

I'm so sorry for her! I wanna give her a hug she needs a hug!

After I watched the video I realized that my mom and dad and my sister kept putting me down and no matter what I did it was not good enough and if I bagged my sister for help when I wanted to die all she said was I was being dramatic I still live with them but I have my girlfriend and my friends who care about me they are my real family in my heart

I put this on the original video but I figured that I would put it here since I see a few ppl here sharing stuff similar to what was in the video. If you already saw this over there, you can ignore it since its just copy and pasted from over there: I've dealt with the abuse too from my own family. Not sexual, but physical, verbal, emotional and mental. I'm the oldest out of three sisters, so I'm always the one to be the example, the one that succeeds. But whatever I did, no matter how hard I tried on anything, it just wasn't good enough for my parents and every time my little sisters would be there to show me up. My father, he would be the physical, verbal and sometimes mental abuser. He slapped me right as I had walked into the apartment we were living in at the time when I was 7 or 8, but he didn't exactly apologize. He didn't apologize at all, he just did it because he wanted to. And as I got older, apart from the slaps, he would... he would always have a belt nearby. It would be for when he saw that I was trouble, when he thought that I needed to be kept in line, that I needed to be taught a lesson, he would have it with him during those times. And you could imagine that it hurt a lot. He would also give off the impression that he did not like having daughters. Especially the oldest being a daughter. He wanted a son, so he would constantly be confused with how girls work and disregard feelings, treating only me like I was a boy. He didn't do this to my little sisters, as to our parents, they were more valuable than me, they meant more and were perfect angels in their eyes when in reality, they weren't. He'd tell me that he didn't love me anymore before I got on the bus to school, he made fun of my looks and whenever I'd stutter trying to explain myself for any accident I had caused or I'm caught up in tears, he'd make fun of me and yell at me, telling me to speak normally. He'd make fun of me for anything he saw as weird or something that he didn't like. And my mother and my little sisters didn't do shit to stop him and try to help. Instead they watched, letting it happen. He seemed like he didn't trust me for whatever reason, and when it seemed like that was the truth, I knew that I was just a disappointment to him and like you said, I felt like I was broken. My mother on the other hand was more of the emotional, verbal and mental abuser. She would constantly be disgusted by me, seeing me as the black sheep. No matter what I did and how hard I tried, like my father, she saw that I wasn't good enough. Whenever I tried to help her out, she would just yell at me to get out after messing up once, calling me a failure. Constantly, she would talk about me behind my back to my little sisters and my father and I'd hear them. I'd hear them talk about my physical appearance and then eventually, they'd start talking about how much of a failure I was because I wasn't smart or talented or how weird I was for liking things that they don't like. Eventually, she thought I was borderline autistic because of how emotional I was, how much I'd sit away in my room because it was my only safe haven in in the house. Whenever I tried to express myself and say what I wanted for my future like where I wanted to go for college, she was usually the one who would shut me down, making me feel like my dreams, my wants were just nothing. Like they weren't a thing, like my happiness never existed. She was also the type to deny me any sort of input, making choices for me on her own without my consent. Of course, she'd confirm it with my dad, but not me. Her and my father, whenever something went wrong, they'd look at me and start blaming me saying it was my fault and eventually, after enough yelling and blaming... I began to believe that everything was and is my fault. It was my fault I was a bad daughter, that I was worthless, that I didn't mean anything if I wasn't perfect like my little sisters. I guess that's why they decided to just leave me one Halloween at a Whataburger and never pick me up there. Just so they could try to abandon me and leave me for someone else to deal with, to be a burden to just like I am to them. I understand that both of them had been through stuff that have been hard, that they have been hurt by others, but like you said, it didn't give them the justification to abuse and shut out their oldest daughter. When it comes to my little sisters, they were taught to look up to my parents, so naturally they took after their personalities and mannerisms. And as you probably could've guessed, that wasn't a good thing. Aside from taking in parts of their personalities and their mannerisms, they were also pretty good at acting, acting like they had done nothing completely wrong and placing blame on me and they believed them over me no matter how much I explained myself. Them along with my parents wasted no time with cutting down my positive feelings and making fun of my negative ones as well as my fears and insecurities, joining in with them. They'd push buttons that weren't suppose to be pushed but I couldn't do anything due to my parents punishing me if I tried to stand up for myself against them, to defend myself. And when it came to love, to who to care for, I was pushed to the side and ignored while they gave my little sisters all the love they could spare for them... And it hurt, seeing the people that raised you not offering love to you, not caring for you, not giving consideration, not caring whether you were there or not as long as you didn't get in the way. I clung to people, to friends I eventually began to make because I had finally found people that had the same interests, that cared, that I could be around and not be worried about saying the wrong thing and being mocked for it. I clung to them for so long that they became the only people I could try to be happy around. Eventually as I grew up, I found more friends and lost friends as well, even the ones that I had trusted and that I had considered to be like family to me, trying to have a "family" that could make me feel like I could have my own family to escape my own, but there were always voices in my head whenever I was alone. They'd give me thoughts that weren't my own, thoughts that eventually made me want them to go away, to shut up. I had worked up the courage to find a way, but... but I became too much of a coward, too much of a scared little girl to even follow through with it. Yes, I still have those thoughts, yes I still want them to shut up but I try to block them out, to keep living for my own self and for my friends cause they are the only ones in this world who gives a damn about me. Not those that have broken me and hurt me, not just from my family but also those outside my family. I'm really sorry this is like extremely long and I understand if anyone gave up reading before this point. I just saw ppl doing this in the comments so I decided to throw my two cents in

I have a suicidal best friend and every day she talks about killing her self. I have talked her out of it every day. I have known her for almost 3 years. One day I came to school and she showed me her wrist. I looked and she cut herself. I tried not to cry, because a few months ago my cousin tried to commit suicide and I can not let this happen to anymore of my friends that I consider family. She was in pain all day so I went into a dark corner and the next day I cut my self, I don't know why I did it. If she hurts herself, I don't know why, But I hurt my self

This is my message to anybody that are dealing with any kind of mental illness: You can do this... You matter... There’s people that care about you... There’s people that love you... You do matter...

This brought me to tears but I do want to share my story For a long time I can remember feeling worthless, Depressed, and useless. It wasn't my fault I felt like this... It was the others around me Not only be constantly bullied year after year made it worst but my own family said some hurtful things that hurted me. Last year I tried The rope was tight and I couldn't breathe. I was starting to loose my sight when I realize *What was I doing? I was going to hurt so many people* I tried to get down and fell on my knees. I realize What I was doing was wrong. I couldn't tell anyone what I tried to do but last month I spoke up. I'm not ready to tell my mom. I'm not ready for her reaction. I don't want to hurt her or anyone else. I just want to not be in fear anymore. I want to be happy.. That's my story. How about yours?

People need to understand that if you have pain talk to your friends or your family but do not I repeat do not inflict that pain on any one else because all your gonna get is more pain .All you have to do is be strong and talk to people that are close to you, pray to god or at least do something that doesn’t involve you or any one else getting hurt 😢. Oh and I love your videos Christine just wanted to tell you that just in case you forget

I started to cry when she said, “You are alive and strong” I feel strong, I feel brave, I feel beautiful, I feel like I can do anything and it’s all because those words touched my heart.

At like 4 minutes in I started crying and saying "You go girl!" and "I believe in you"

Omg 😭😳😢🤭I feel so much emotional stuff I can’t even talk I can’t imagine I been through moments that I thought I was useless but I have loving parents I can’t imagine I’m so sorry 😢😥😭

"You've been warned" pfft I'm fine. **later** **eating cookie dough Ben & Jerrys and crying**

Its so sad that people all over the world deal with this abuse everyday. Anyone going through that, remember, you are not alone. There is always help out there. Love you~

"when someone's hurting it doesn't give you the right to hurt others" This is the most true statement I have ever heard. I am hurt. I have been hurt. But I use that pain for kindness. No matter my thoughts. No matter what I want to happen to me. I tell other never to think what I do. Never to do as I do. Which is except it. Ive tried to stand up for myself. But I didn't try enough. I tell other to try more than me. Be the person I want to be. The person who can stand up for themselves and others. To not put on a fake smile but a real one. Much love

When Pj said “look at yourself, wiggle your fingers, you see that? *you* are *here* “ I broke- I always cry when seeing this video

I was sexually abused by my dad😭😭😭 don't ever let anything slow you down from getting up cuz you're strong and you can make it

Me: I can get through this, I’m strong! 5 seconds later..... Me: **STARTS CRYING** NO, NO, DON’T DO IT YOU IS BOOTIFUL HOOMAN

13:52 when you cant find a tissue, instead just use a fan to cool down thr tears

As a kid who…had tried to…do..i tried to jump out a window I needed this this…a lot

I legit cried my eyes when i say this, i have a mentally abusive father too, I'm afraid to do anything even pouring water into a glass, beacuse if i did something my father whould always yell at me and telling me i'm an embarrassment, he whould always swear at me.. i'm 14 years old still living in my parents home, i Don't feel my own home is safe anymore.

Pls don't say 'first' this is very very serious so be respectful just please be respectful

PantslessPajamas I'm so glad you're still here to inspire those that feel like they don't want to be and to encourage people like me to keep going because it does get better

I got alot out of this video and i will pass it on by sharing this:)

Videos like these always make me cry because I get that, I understand what it’s like to feel utterly worthless and I’m so proud of her and others like her for getting the help they need and deserve

I am just watching the only version of this beautiful video because a couple of weeks ago, if nobody noticed, PantslessPajamas actually privated this particular video for unknown reasons that I can't even ask the creator about in the first place. If anybody already downloaded the video before it got private, send me so that way, I would properly watch it! Thank you!

That depressing and that girl has depression and PTSD

I’ve been waiting for this reaction video, I feel like more people need to be aware of things like this

The thing that made me cry was the fact that u can hear her pain in her voice..

This truly shows from abuse comes abuse comes abuse, people molded within a abusive relationship from family, friends, or partners are much more likely to become the abuser witch is why there is no end to abuse unless something is done to stop it. I want everyone to know, you are good enough, you are strong enough, don’t be afraid to ask for help, abuse is not the fault of the abused. You are loved.

My dad left when I was 2 and died last year. It made me have suicidal thoughts, and it made me want to hurt myself and the people around me. I'm actually crying now, because people don't understand how hard that is. It affected everyone around me. I lost friends, and lots of times I tried it stab my self. Get help, and just know that friends are some great outlets to talk to and get help 😘😘😘😘

I broke down in tears watching this my depression is so bad this video helped

My parents are both verbally abusive and occasionally physically abusive.

I watched that video and cried ;-;

This it me so hard. During the summer of 2020 I tired to take my own life as well but then I came upon this video and it helped me so much. Not trying to be an attention seeker or dramatic but, if I didn't find this video I honestly don't know if I would be alive today. Thank u to pantslesspajamas and aychristine for making me smile and helping me through the good and bad days of my life ❤️

I wish this video was re-uploaded

God bless her for changing her mind. May god protect her from that father of hers.. I literally want to cry....

7:38 pretty much when someone told on the D.A. in Harry Potter I forgot her name but when she told on the D.A. (Dumbledore's Army) her face was scarred with the words SNEAK in pimples because Hermione put a spell on the sign up sheet so anyone who told on them would have SNEAK in pimples on them They couldn't get those pimples off for years and it's like a metaphor for how words can scar you for years or until death Ok got too into it

I literally sobbed uncontrollably after I saw the original video... that hit me so hard tho....

A lot of people in the comment section is depressed and I just wanna say.. If you think about killing yourself Please don't do that Even if I don't know who you are I don't want you to die, no one deserves that, talk to someone, get help, live your life, be that soldier because you are braver then you think, because even if you suffered through serious stuff, you still lived and fought your depression and suffering, even if your still depressed..like I said..talk to someone, your the reason other people with depression live, you set a good example to tell others "hey get help, get a therapist, cause more people care about you then you think" If you have an abusive person in your life Don't hesitate to call the police If someone you loved died Their up there in heaven waiting for you too finish the war Please..even if I don't know what you've been going through that doesn't me I don't care! Your lives mean more to me then anything! So please.. Don't die Don't cut And just breathe and live cause your stronger then that...

I still can't believe he did that to her

I thought I could stand strong through this.. NOPE. I'M SOBBING SO MUCH I CAN'T SEE THE SCREEN.

I hit my breaking point during 2017-2018 but no one I'm close with knows it. I've always dealt with a father who uses his words to hurt me even if he doesn't realize it, but then on top of that from 2015-2018 I was also dealing with a mentally abusive boss. I started having those dark thoughts during my time at that job, and my family didn't notice. Thankfully, I never acted on any of those thoughts and I managed to escape from that job. I'm not 100%, but I'm doing better now than I was 5 years ago.

I don’t have a abuse dad but sad like her

I watched this video when I had really reached rock bottom, pantless pj was one of my favourite RU-vidrs when i was 11 and this video had come out, I watched it and cried so hard, i knew exactly how she felt, this video pushed me to reach out, i love the support i have now but i have been trying for years, and it’s getting so hard again, thank you for this

Try Not to Cry

Bless her soul please pray for PJ Note: just because abuse is not physical it still does not mean it does not count as abuse

Even though I never had a father I feel very bad

God bless this amazing woman for going through such a horrific experience like this... I can't imagine what pain she was feeling during the time she grew up. Abuse can take on many forms. Whether it's physical, mental, or verbally. It does in fact hurt... but you can get through it. You're strong enough to break through that wall of torture. You can look in the mirror every day and say to yourself, 'You're here. You matter. And you're alive.' Suicide is never the answer... even if you feel like... you have no other way of helping yourself, you CAN make it. To those suffering from any abuse, remember, you're not alone and you in fact MATTER. You're worth every penny in this world.

This skin is not paper don't cut it you're not a piece of paper don't don't hang it your life is not a movie don't end it I hope that was inspirational enough because I have an inspirational speech to do about mental and physical health and I'm also going through a phase in my life where I have to try myself in my room to stay away from my mother

This video is truly an eye opening thing. Christine praise you for just being a goddamn sweet person!!! Your understanding makes this twenty zillion times better

Me: *hasn’t seen the actual video* Also me: *i think this video would make me feel better* Me again: *neverrrrrrrrmmmmmiiiiiinnnnnnnnndddddddddddd!!!!!!!!*

Oh you poor baby...no one deserves to go through this pain don’t think you are alone In this you are butiful and amazing so don’t let people brake you down and hurt you...

the fact that when i clicked at the link where it would lead me to the original is private means...

"Abuse is abuse." She is right. My life wasn't fun I know because I've felt- Abuse, emotional abuse, trama, being bullied, going through my parents divorce, family hurting me, self harm, anxiety, suicidal thoughts, a toxic place I live in, losing a best friend, severe depression. But, remember your worth it don't give up. I know life isn't perfect but your awsome for pushing through and those who hurt you for no reason and don't go through that stuff but your stronger than them for even having the ability to even deal with that life you have. Your loved and remeber if you need help you can talk to me or anyone else struggling too and I truly hope this message helped at least one person if it did that is one person who is having a bad day then my work here is done if one person less is having a bad day. Good luck out there 😁.

I’m 11 and I cut and I started to have suicidal thoughts and that sceard me I reached out to my friend and she laughed and didn’t talk about it...

Soo... my mom had this roommate, right? They were close friends of my parents when I was in 8th grade. I looked up to them as an older sibling. I used to think of them as a friend, but now I see that they were very toxic and psychology abusive to my family. They would ever so slightly chip away at our self-esteems by making "jokes" about our personalities, our looks, etc. They once told me I "couldn't be Bi because I'm still a virgin. They made a stripper joke about my older sister, who is SEVERELY autistic. When my younger sibling (they're non-binary) was grilling hot dogs on the stove, they told them "You know, if you grill hot dogs with water, you'll burn the house down and kill everybody. Just an FYI.", knowing full well how guilty and anxious it would make them feel. They would regularly call us "vagina monsters/creatures" when we got out of their car. And they made a joke about me wanting to (you can fill in the blank) my mom. Needless to say, this wasn't a healthy person to be around and I was glad they moved out. Fast forward to last Monday. Someone tells my mom the roommate was in town and wanted to see our two cats. Wanting some closure for why they left the way they did, she said they could visit. We both figured they'd only be a here a few minutes before. They were here the whole night. Immediately, my alarms go off. "This person doesn't get another chance to hurt my family." My mom said I didn't have to worry about her and she'd be okay. I take her word for it, but I'm still on high alert. She said she wanted closure, but I was afraid they'd use that to string her along; continue to push their boundaries until there were none and they could move in. And that fear got even bigger when my mom said they were waiting to leave after a big storm that happened the other day, after she said they'd be gone when I came home from school. "What if they're lying? What if they end up staying the night again? Then they stay for a week? And so on until they move back in?!" So, after a full day of panic, I came up with a plan. I messaged everyone I could to ask if they could help stage an intervention if they end up staying 3 nights in a row. Most of them said they could help, including my Untie (their also non-binary). When they messaged me back, they had some really strong concerns. Since this person was a friend of my Dad's, they knew who I was dealing with. And they said that all the crap the roommate said lead them to believe they were a predator. At first, I couldn't believe it. I mean, why would they think of me in that way? They hate me! They then shared with me that they had a nightmare about the roommate taking advantage of me and my younger cousins. They were all naked and standing in line. I was shocked and terrified and made me sick to my stomach. I never thought of them as a predator, just a cold, gaslighting, asshole who hates themselves. But then, I remembered nightmare I had about them taking advantage of my sister. Those dreams plus all the disgusting "jokes" they made were confirmation that I wasn't really safe with this person, no one was. And that reminded me of what PJ says in this video; how someone who was supposed to protect and look out for you was ever so quietly objectifying you in their mind. Thankfully, they're no longer in my house. My mom got the answers she needed and they left. But still, it makes me incredibly uncomfortable that a possible predator was under my family's roof.

I'm crying my eyes and heart out😞😞😟😞😟

I was a victim of this and this truly helps. I am not here to cry. I am not here for you to feel bad for me. I am here to make you understand that it is okay to have to deal with this lots and lots of people suffer from this. you deserve to love , live , breath. You are truly a blessing. 💓 you can do this. You are strong. You are here to live. Talk to someone. This video can help you. If you are hiding in the comments. you have to watch and feel a spark of life. You can do this be strong 💪. You are here for your family. No matter how bad it is we are here for you. ❤️❤️ ~ anomynous.

This is sad

I'm crying again! I cried when I first watched the animation myself and now I cried again cuz I saw you getting emotional and I felt happy knowing that you got moved by her words of encouragement to fight and rise up from the dark so thank you for reacting to this animation

The fact that this video is now made private really worries me

I didn’t think I was going to cry to day... Bless her for everything she has had happen to her

😥😥that was the most powerful thing I have ever heard.

Kids don't deserve this. Kids are kids, of course they are gonna be bad sometimes, but taking an extra cookie doesn't give them a reason to hurt a child. She doesnt deserve anything of this, and no one does. She didn't kill anyone, so there is no reason to hurt her. Abuse is hard, and i wouldn't know that since I haven't been abused. Im still young, but I know for a fact abuse is hard, just from what I've been told. No matter what a kid does they don't deserve that. Im glad this animator could vent out herself and get everything out of her system. She deserves all the love she can get

Jesus, my eyes are pouring buckets but I never went through something so vile.

Stack of bricks=life Hammer=abuse Chipped=hurt(verbal and physical) Knocking yourself down =k1lling Our life is like a stack of bricks. People saying "your not good enough" that's like a hammer hitting the stack of bricks, which is chipped. When there is a little bit of your stack of bricks you want to end it all by knocking your self down. But recovery is yourself and the help you get is stacking the bricks up and up back up. But the bricks are cracked and chipped so you will always affected.

this made me cry..

This made me want to share my own story, and let anyone out there that their not alone. : My father and mother did drugs and alcohol, they were usally to busy arguing to focus on me & my siblings, causing that to neglect us our entire Childhood. The thing is, he was abusive twords my own mother, mentally and physically. One day, i couldn't get a simple math problem right, he decided to punch me across the head leaving a bruise on my head , he took his own anger out on me, he also choked me one day, I can't remember why though, it still upsets me. Because that was my father , yes , was. He is no longer a father too me. He's getting better as a man, but i do not see him as a father, not anymore. Not after what he's done to me & my mom. I'm still scared of him to this day. Now for my stepbrother, just so you all know. I had no idea it was wrong to have a crush on your own stepbrother and no one told me it was wrong and my own siblings encouraged my crush on him, he took that to his advantage to sexual assult me multiple times, he used me multiple times. Now, yes I'm in tears typing this, but I'm healing through it all. But it still hurts me that people that i thought could trust and that would never ever hurt me. Now i just feel weak abd vulnerable. I'm struggling with suicidal thoughts and self harm, and it's terrifying..but I'm trying so hard to get through it. Just for anyone who went through my same experiences, it's not your fault. It was never your fault, you all deserve so much better.

Intro + Me Wearing Headphones = *PAIN*

I cried because I’m alive and never had that happen to me. And am soo sorry for her