what are some of the worst ways your parent(s) fucked you up?
>first week on antidepressants
>mom asks me if I'm feeling better yet
>she complains that my medication isn't working
>stops taking me to doctors visits
>parents divorced
>mom would come over to visit children
>lay on my bed
>complain about how much of a failure she was
>ask why I picked my dad (I didn't)
>refused to leave until I cried and said sorry
>the first memory i have of my parents is them arguing
>when i was five, i saw my mother try to stab my father
>the kitchen floor is bloody and messy with food they threw around
>she goes to jail
>dad becomes more abusive and neglectful to us
>dad finally leaves when i'm 9
>i'm the only one who isn't crying because i expected him to go
>only see him every other weekend for the rest of my life
>one other really early memory is being molested by mother's friend
>she was my babysitter
>about the time that i remember it all stopping was the same moment i was no longer seeing her
>i think my mother probably knew what the her friend was doing to me and stopped her from seeing me
>nothing ever happens after it
>i think my mother doesn't want to admit that i was molested but knows something
>my mother is more affectionate towards me than my other siblings because i think she knows what happened to me
>nothing ever comes of it, we never talk about what happened
>to this day i'm afraid of intimacy and find sex repulsive and primitive probably because of it
>have obsessions of being held and kissed by a girl to wash to help away all of the pain from my past
>really low self esteem
>feeling undeserving of love
>reject girls later in my life because of it
>afraid of being attached to people
>mother is materialistic
>gets kittens and puppies only to throw them away when they're older because they're no longer "cute"
>mother tells me that she can't afford to get me clothes despite her getting thousands of dollars in child support payments (i didn't know that then)
>forces me to get a job at 16
>i have to pay for my own clothing and part of the bills
>we were poor so i thought that she was genuinely struggling
>i sink it all in while at college
>realize that she was bullshitting me
>see all of the payments because my dad showed me after telling him about this
>When I was 10 my dad made me shoot my dog because I got a C+ on a math test.
I'll happily piss on his grave when the time comes.
Wtf he sounds really controlling. Hope you're doing better man.
>Early childhood, parents constantly working
>Got raised by older brothers
>No family bounds
>Not accostumed to physical contact
>Father starts to drink when I am in middle school
>Family debts keep raising
>Mom and Dad too poor to get divorced, live in the same house constantly arguing and fighting
>Playing League of Legends with friends in the living room each night while they both are fighting in the same room (cold shit)
>Dad tries to kill himself in front of police, the rest of my family and me
>Later, discover he has several lovers
>mfw I think I am following my father's steps
>mfw the thing that scares me the most is becoming an alcoholic and live a lonely life
Situation stays the same, I am now in college and feel quite sorry about not giving a single fuck about my brothers and mother, even though I know they love me. Also, for some reason I cannot cry, which is quite unpleasant when you just want to feel relieved about something.
its called feeling free. parents love to shove the burden of child care on their children and make it haunt them for the rest of their lives. be thankful you don't have to deal with it anymore.
My mom would buy me alcohol at age 15 if i asked her to.
surprise surprise not only did i not have a dad i also have an alcohol problem. The memes are true.
God damn thats really fucked up. He sounds like a complete psychopath and an irredeemably evil person.
You just sound like an average sociopath.
How is this your parents fault exactly which is the point of the thread?
your dad should have made the dog shoot you desu.
edgyness aside thats pretty fucked up
>parents always told me to be quiet and not to talk in public
>punished me if I said something they thought was "dumb"
>stopped talking in school and home
>stopped talking with people everywhere
>grew fear of talking
>made friends somehow but could only whisper to them
>parents never were physically affectionate towards me
>no hugs or pats on the head of anything
>grew up not liking physical contact
>got in trouble if I was "too touchy"
>grew extremely uncomfortable with physical contact
Now I can't even hold hands or hug people because it makes me shaky and anxious because I don't want to get grounded, spanked or locked inky room for talking or physical contact
Fuck mobile *in my room
>heavy alcoholic dad
>I recall eating butter because there was nothing else in fridge. Age 4
>Dad would spend all money on booze and beat mom.
>they separate and mom always sleeps/works or is drunk
>stepdad threatened to tell all my classmates that I kept pissing my bed
>forced to take care of too many shit and consistently be told I misbehaved and that "I didn't deserve anything"
>mom tells me that I was born defective (obv not) and that I'm a lazy ass like my dad was
I'm having nightmares these days of my mom abusing me...
>that guilt you feel when you didn't make a stand and refuse
how do i accept it
i'm a coward
i had pretty good parents desu. The only thing that i blame them for is to not give me enough privacy during my teens. They never knocked on the door and they would get closer quietly for catch me offguard and see what i was doing.. I remember that old faps like a high risk sport where i needed to masturbate the fastest possible with an eye on the muted porn and the other eye on the door and having to be hearing even the slightest noise. Tbh and looking back i was masturbating 4-5 times a day for 5 years, so only 10 times caught is a pretty good mark.
Your story is fucking pathetic, quite honestly. If you are not successful it's almost certainty your entire fault. Yo can't and won't be ever able to imagine how is it to suffer in childhood and how it shapes you.
>mom and dad divorced when I was a baby
>Through my childhood my dad keeps telling me that no one really cares about me
>Not my mom, grandparents, no one
>Keeps telling me that no one will ever come and help me, he keeps saying it to this day
>On the other hand he keeps wanting help from me, all the time
>He calls several times a week, but only if he wants me to do something
>He always wants to know what i'm doing and where I am, then asks me about the task
>Keeps belittling me, just the other week he told me I have wasted the last 5 years about my life.
>He's never happy about what I do, keeps complaining
>Nothing that I accomplish ever matter. When I got an A on my exams he said nice and then never spoke about it again
>He's like this to everybody. He will keep nagging at you and talk to you like you're stupid
>Be february this year
>Finally got a steady job with 52k a year as base salary
>Feels really good
>First thing he says is nice, then he complains that I'm not earning 90k
some more stuff
>be 14-15
>Have long hair down to my shoulders
>Guess no one ever really told me how to wash it
>One day my dad comes to pick me up from my mom
>The moment I sat in the car he says something smells like shit
>I couldn't smell it myself so I didn't know what he talked about
>He grabs me and smells my hair, tells me it smells like shit
>Yanks me out of the car, starts arguing with my mom that I smell
>For some reason this traumatize me about hygiene for 7 years, what if I have smelled bad this entire time
>It's better now but I still don't like to go outside if I'm not clean and I don't like it if someone gets close to my head/hair
For some reason I idolized him when I was younger. I tried to do really good in school and sports so he would notice, but that never happened. It got harder and harder for me to care about grades and in second half of highschool I didnt give a shit.
I don't hate him. Most of the time we get along together, but I have noticed that we argue much more than we did earlier. I keep making a stand if there is something that I don't agree with, and I won't do anything if I don't know all the details.
We both also like being in charge, and that causes problems when we don't agree with eachother
That time again...
>dad is a violent schizophrenic paedophile from a rough city
>my mum was also violent
>parents moved from Manchester to Taunton in 1981 because racist
>had my sister in '89 and me in '92
>used to beat me, lock me in cupboards and wash mouth out with soap when I was as young as 3
>had to watch and sometimes get caught inbetween parents physical fighting
>mum and dad divorced in '95
>mum took me and sister to Manchester women and childrens home
>met a guy called Frank
>he used to beat me and my sister, swung us by our ears until they bled
>dad found us and took us to Exeter
>sexually abused me, physically abused me, mentally abused me and verbally abused me
>used to go crazy a lot, heavy drinker. extremely violent
>dropped sister off at cop station in June of '97
>I'm with this crazy bastard until late '98
>go into care
>am withdrawn
>I molested kids when I was a kid (even living with my dad)
>my foster dad cheated on my foster mum so there were a lot of fights there
>foster dad has punched me on occasion
>I tried to fuck foster sister
>killed her hamsters and a dog
>pyromaniac
>thought about mass murder a lot
>thief
>vandal
>I attempted burglary once
>zoophillia
>foster dad rinsed my mum out of 30,000 quid in October and the resulting animosity between them made me fucking worried
I stopped all the bad shit. And somehow still smiling and hopeful
Lucky me, my parents are awesome
Love them to death :)
Antidepressants usually take between three and six weeks to work.