When my dad lost his battle to cancer my mom told me it was “a punishment from God for getting her pregnant with me” (my mom wanted a child. I just ended up being a disappointment to her) and that she wished to go back in time to abort me before saying “at least there’s still hope that you’ll k*ll yourself”. The moment I turned 18 I moved in with my now-fiancé and cut all ties with her. Now she hates me bc that makes her “look like a bad mother” in the eyes of everyone else
My parents aren't bad people, but no child at the age of 9 should've had to deal with the talk between heaven and hell at such a young age. That child was me, and I cried. Pretty sure it wasn't their intent, but they practically scarred me up to 13 years now... and I'm 22. Still haven't recovered.
I hope you eventually recover I had religion at school Luckily since I am super autistic when I was young I knew about the concept I just didn’t care it’s like how young kids don’t care about when they are older so I made the connection that since it was so far away I just did not care
For context, my parents both didn’t have a great home life. From what I’ve heard, my mom’s parents didn’t really act like they loved her. My dad had one very manipulative parent, and the other took it out on her kids by emotionally abusing them, saying things such as “I wish I aborted you.” Both of my parents were spanked growing up. Up until I was about seven or eight, I was spanked because it is what they were taught. It’s what their parents did to them. I don’t remember exactly how old I was, but I think I was around 5-6 when I developed an intense and irrational fear of. Public toilets. It’s a little embarrassing to be honest. I remember I was terrified of them because I was, and still am to some degree, very sensitive to loud sounds. Whenever I was in a public bathroom, I would cover my ears when a toilet was flushed, and the entire time I was there I was on edge. I couldn’t use a public toilet because I was too terrified. I would start crying, sometimes screaming when my parents made me use one. Eventually it got to the point where my parents decided they had to do something about it. Their response was to take me to just about every public bathroom we went by, and make me flush all the toilets. If I cried or screamed, I was spanked, and that happened often. My dad would trap my in a stall until I flushed it, and we wouldn’t move on for what felt like forever. I think I tried to get past him a few times, but those memories are faint and probably didn’t end well. I remember a few times where I did manage to flush toilets, but because I did them while crying or something, I wasn’t allowed to move on. This lasted for a few months. Once again, I can’t remember very well, but it was between two, and six months. If I were to take a bit of a guess; it could be longer though. Fast forward a little over a decade later, I’m having problems that I don’t entirely understand. One quick example of this would be another few memories, but these ones wrong in some ways. One of them being my dad grabbing me by my legs, holding me upside down, and spanking me. My mom says that never happened, and I think she’s right, but it’s still there and I don’t know why. One of my last memories of being spanked is different from all the others. I was playing with a friend, when I did something wrong, I don’t remember what. Me and my friend both got spanked, but instead of crying and screaming, we laughed together. My mom has babysat for many people before, and I know for a fact, she would have never spanked someone else’s child. I don’t remember what my friends face looked like, his name, or basically anything about him. It’s made me question all this and revisit these memories again lately. My parents did end up getting better, and even thinking about back then, I know they were just trying to do what they could to help me, even if what they were doing wasn’t right. Comparing my story to everyone else’s, I feel so horribly weak. You have people being dragged into situations much much worse then my own, and then you have me, being spanked as a kid by people who were simply trying to help me the only way they knew. I should be ashamed of myself for being so weak. I’m sorry for writing something so long, and I thank anyone who made it to the end of this short-story of a comment.
Just because what they did to you potentially wasn't malicious in comparison to what others experienced from their parents doesn't mean you have anything to be ashamed of or that you're weak. You were a child. The things we experience as children when we have limited life experience and perspective tends to impact us very heavily in ways that aren't even necessarily logical. Being physically struck or confined like you were, regardless of intent, is gonna leave a mark on you emotionally and mentally.
I have a fear of loud or clogged toilets, even to this day. its also trauma related and it feels stupid to be afraid of, but there is a reason behind it. dont feel ashamed
Many toxic/and or narcissistic parents are good at manipulating and playing horrid mind games, often keeping victims living in fear and in too much of a mess to resist. There's always the possibility of the parent framing the child for that, and getting away with the abuse.
i can actually answer this question from the "said" part and the "did" part. i used to get spanked from my own asian dad with a leather belt from 4 until 17. When I was 13, he scared me and made me cry at school from what he said (i was already diagnosed with ADHD much longer than with Autism at the time. I was diagnosed with Autism at 11 or 12 in 2011 or 2012) which was "if you don't get good grades, they're going to find you and put you in another family." that made me cry in school since it traumatized me since. nowadays, i traumatized him back with an instagram account i used use. the account is no longer there on instagram. i just dont use that instagram account. i recorded him saying that the family dog, who's my sister, needs to learn the hard way on not going in the bathroom (mind you, shes a dachshund and they love sniffing a lot and she dug through the trash, just like with any other dog breed. he locked her in there and just letting her bark in there. i got wind of the fact that this needs to be recorded. so, before crap came raining down, i unlocked my phone, tapped on the camera app, tapped video, and started recording our conversation. I had to cover up the fact I was recording, so i hid my phone and only had the phones charger and speaker out (they're around the same area) and got what he said on camera. later on, about at least a month or 2 later, we talked, but he made sure that i turned my phone off completely and checked my room for any recording devices and whatnot
My dad had custody of me from 2018 all the up until 2021. In 2019 my dad started dating this woman, will call her witch. The witch at first treated me very well, until...she started saying things like "oh your mother is trying to get us into legal trouble" of which my 14 year dumbass thought this was really, but this is only because she started treating me like her child, anyways in 2019 (near the end) we moved into a house since my dad's apartment burnt down, they both started treating me like shit, abusing me mentally and physically all way to the point to were they throw me into a mentally hospital saying that I'm aggressive and saying I want to hurt myself. I was in school still and they didn't even bother to tell my school about it. And then in 2021 (the year they threw me into the mental hospital) they abandoned me on my mom's drive, my mom was coming home from work, when I saw her dark blue dodge journey, it made me come back to my sense of I'm safe now. I now live with my mom my 3 siblings and now I'm soon going to be 18 and work at a job for $17 an hour. Plus someone that can support instead of destroying me.
What made you go with the disappointment of dad instead of your mom if she was the safer option all along? And were you the only one with the dad or were your siblings also there, too? I'm glad you ended up with the safer option. I hope you get revenge or the best karma against the "dad" and witch.
My old man was never as abusive as some of the people on here but during my formative years whenever I messed up his solution was to yell and scream at me until I was a terrified, quivering mess. No matter what I did at that point he would yell. I remember once he yelled "your just a fucking accident waiting to fucking happen!" Never really forgot that. And he denies it ever happened. Either that or he genuinely can't remember saying that. He's called my crazy for it but I know better. It's because of all the screaming I endured that I can't stand to raise my voice at anything or anyone.
This is the best story reading channel since he doesn't spend 2 minutes between each story saying "wow that sucks! If this happened to me, here's what I would've done..."
I'ma add a bit of trauma, not sure if it will make it in its own story, but what the hell I'm what people call a quote "introverted oddball", I don't like social media whatsoever, I'm not too outgoing unless I'm in the mood too, and I tend to just chill alone watching TH-cam or writing a story of my own. People don't USUALLY have an issue with me, since I tend to be quiet and not indulging into any conversations unless it's a topic I know alot about, like Roblox or fnf. ALOT of people know this, but 2 people seem to either pretend it's not a thing or just plain out think it's a quote "phase". Those 2 people are my "father and stepmom", I'm quoting their terms since they don't deserve names. For every day since I was about 6 or 7, my "dad" would tend to hit me alot and not tell me why, he even had the AUDACITY to say "this is gonna hurt me more than it's gonna hurt you". I mean, what BULLSHIT!!!!! That bastard hit me on a daily basis at his house and to this day, I can no longer feel sadness, it fuckin SUCKS!!!!!! Sometimes it felt like he did it for fun, or the TINIEST little issues: get a 79 instead of an 80% on a test? Beating. Sneeze too loud? Beating. Breathe wrong???? you guessed it, BEATING!!!!!!!! It became habit for me to try and lock myself away in my room, I ended up nearly failing 7th grade because he basically REFUSED to help me do SHIT!!!! HE EVEN BEAT ME OVER 20 TIMES FOR ASKING FOR HELP!!!!!! Which now has its own set of issues *cough* fail a class *cough* I'm so fucking scared of him because of how loud his voice is, I have sensitive hearing and him screaming his ass off is like having a siren play on absolute max volume right next to your ear. One time, we were eating at the table, and he DARED to talk shit about my mother, the one person who was ACTUALLY there for me, I told him to stop, so be insulted me, eventually, it got too much, and I slammed a fork down into the table, barely missing his hand. Right now.....I wish I hit his hand, it would have felt better. He even takes everything I own away, electronic wise I mean, and refuse to give it back, even the shit I pay for, he takes and says "I'm not stealing it, you just don't deserve to have it". I'm **THIS** close to taking everything that belongs to me, including my electronics, and leave to live with my mom. All he needs to do is make one mistake, one little spark, and I'll say the worst thing for a father to hear from his son, what it is, I'll say if someone asks. On a different note, his wife encourages him to beat me, she watches him do it and says jack shit. I've nearly killed someone because of how little mental health I have, I've found TH-cam is a decent way to regain my sanity but I'm not sure how much longer it will work for....... Another thing I've done is make a world where I can let loose on my knowledge of videogame and movie logic, the 2 main characters are nicknamed "Alter and Classic" (on my pfp, Alter is on the left in blue and Classic is on the right in black) they are my "Alter egos" (pun intended) where me, and a few of my friends, are put into a world where anything is possible, you want magic, you can learn it. Want to go on a quest???? Take a map and sail the seas like Captain Jack Sparrow. Even tv shows and movies like supernatural and terminator exist in that universe. It's like peace incarnate, and it's nice.......... But it's been awhile since I've posted another adventure of Alter and Classic and I miss it. Anyway, that's.......semi it? I have other bits of trauma if anyone is curious, if so, just let me know Have a good one folks
My stepdad often tells me my voice is very annoying and gets really mad when I can't hear him, even though I have Audio Processing Disorder and Tinnitus. Now I barely wear headphones, don't talk much/loudly, and get anxious near him.
When I was 8 or so I repeatedly had a ringing in my ear, so I asked my mum what it was. She told me to pay close attention to it, it's probably a brain tumor. She didn't later clear that up, apparently forgot about it too soon. We didn't see a doctor about it either, so she clearly didn't believe it herself, but I didn't at the time pick up on that. When I was around 16 I stopped paying attention to the ringing, and it went away within days. So, obviously I told her that the ringing came from focusing on said ringing. Some years later my (then ~10 yo) brother asked mum about a ringing in his ears, and in deed, she begins to tell him to pay close attention to it, it's probably a brain tumor. Might have been the first time I openly contradicted her at home, without already being in a fight. Yeah, and everything I did as a child was out of malice, including my bad sleep schedule as an infant, and all the stupid questions I asked when I was 3 or so. Oh, and "friends are dangerous people who want you to start doing drugs".
My dad told me he had thought about running away from the family multiple times.. When my mom was unemployed, and she wouldn't be able to get a job that fed me, my brother, my sister, her and our dog, would have kept a roof over our head and gotten my sister daycare because she's too young for school and our family lives an hour away.. I'm still pissed at him about it and i don't think i can ever forgive him for what he said especially since my brother was 12 and heard him..
I understand he was a dad before he even owned a apartment but that was year's ago and honestly doesn't help with the thought that I ruined my parents life's by being born.. I'm not even really sure if they care about me because I'm their kid or because they feel like they have to because they're my parents. My mom had also said she preferred it when i wasn't home when i was gone for months at my grandma's house and tried to make it seem like I was overreacting when i started to cry.
For me, my dad grabbed me by the neck and was within an inch of hitting me in the face, he repeatedly swung the fist back and forth before stopping and angrily asking if I got the message. Because I had told him no when he touched the daughter on the rear end.
I was sad, depressed, angry and getting punished all the time for acting out, we’d moved to a new state, I had no friends and no social skills (home schooled from 4th grade up, also bullied in public school) Mom told me “one day you’ll be the death of me son” she was having a particularly bad migraine that day, it’s chronic, no she wasn’t a druggy or alcoholic Mom also said “you don’t need friends, you only need Jesus” that might work for the starving People in auschwitz but to depressed kid it was cruel Dad topped it off with me needing help for my migraines “are you sure you should be calling them migraines?” He was overwhelmed with the years he dealt with my mothers pain, I think he was in denial, still hurt that nobody took my pain seriously, but cared about my older sister and mother, middle child syndrome is real Dad put the cherry on top with this one, crying because I’m alone and I hate everyone everything and myself above everything else “I’m not your friend, I’m your father” thanks pap, I know you meant well Neither of them knew what the other had really been telling me, but I did eventually hit them with “was it really such a surprise when I put a gun to my head? Really?”
I moved 1100 miles from the family I grew up with to get closer to my mom(I was running from other problems too). She had me move into a pull behind camper in her yard. Then another family member who was on the run from felony charges and had a drug addiction to whatever was put in front of him came down and lived in her spare bedroom. He got to babysit her two newborns and I was told I was an ungrateful p.o.s because I no longer speak to anyone from that side. Haven't seen my dad and grandmother who raised me since 2014 when my grandfather died. Mom was nice enough to drive me up there so I could see him one last time and ruined the entire thing. The whole time in the hospital she was instructing me on what to do. It's not like I'm sitting in a hospital room watching my strong grandfather who raised me so I wouldn't be a fuck up just lay there and be completely out of it. God I hate her and seriously can't wait til someone calls me to tell me she's really dead.
Not the worst thing here but my dad is an alcoholic and constantly insulted me ,threatened me, and everything in between. One time my dad threatened to beat me and I was forcefully locked in my basement. I’ve never really gotten over it and been depressed for awhile and can’t seek help because most people in my life think men should “get over it” and my brother would never get any punishments but if I angered him a bit I would get screamed at, my brother even admitted that they gave more love to him than me. And people say the younger brothers always get more love….
When my parents got divorced over mothers cheating, and my younger sister decided to stick with father, mother was upset and said to me “I had a feeling she wasn’t my daughter all along”
I don't have as bad parents as the ones in these types of stories, but mine do say some fucked up stuff from time to time. To give context, I'm quite of a klutz, so mother would often tell me that everything I touch I destroy and that I'll never create something meaningful, so yeah, there's that.
Two or three years ago my parents found out that I was SH. They knew I had problems but they didn't know how serious they were until that moment. Anyway, a few months later my dad was angry for some reason so he made me feel bad. That night I was having some cookies for dinner, I took three instead of my usual five (I have something with the number 5 and its multiples). My mom jokingly asked "only three?", which my dad replied "the other two are in his bedroom with his razor blade". Mom shouted at him to shut up, while I sayed silent trying not to punch him in the face. Don't get me wrong, my dad is a great parent, it's just that when he's angry at something, it's everyone's fault and he says things that he knows he shouldn't, but he can't control it and screws everything up
My mom is a really good mom, but i barely remember one time when i was like 4. I think my little innocent self was asking her about God and shit and i asked, very innocently, something along the lines off “so you do anything God tells you?” Or “you wont ever hurt me right?” Not actually knowing the volume of my questions. She burst into tears and said that if God told her to kill me and my sister that she’d do it. I honestly dunno if i dreamed this or if it was real, but im 17 now and she has been the best mom ive ever asked for and she’s never hurt me so idk what’s happening with that
My parents denied me any chance at a normal childhood because they just couldn't set aside their differences for me. Every single break I got from school, I literally had to pack up my shit and move across the damn country for their custody arrangement. I never felt at home, never felt comfortable, and never felt like they loved me for me. They only loved being able to deny each other my company. As a result, I grew up in a constant state of depression, with sociopathic tendencies including antisocial behavior, violent ideations, suicidal ideations, and a pointed focus on physical supremacy. The most fucked up thing that was ever said to me was "I love you". I had to imitate the words no matter how hollow they were. I sincerely hated my mother and my dream was to kick her ass growing up. But when I finally got big enough to stand up to her, it immediately came crashing down on me that I didn't want to hurt her. I just wanted to be able to protect myself.
Dad left before i was born, mom was an alcoholic. 3 active murder attempts, murder threats beyond the counting, beatings as in hitting me till i fell to the floor and then kick me while i'm down beatings, being absent and indifferent to anything good i ever achieved, forgetting to pick me up from school on my birthday, locking me outside in winter and then going to sleep and forgetting me, insulting me so much i got auditory hallucinations of her insults... monsters are real.
the worst thing they said to me? Lying to me about why I could not serve in the United States armed forces, my autism, depending on branch, did not automatically Medically D.Q me, From research I have done, My C-PTSD Did. but that wasn't, IMO the worst thing they have done or said the worst thing, by far, was ignoring my pleas for help, During my four years of hell, stemming from being nearly shot and killed by the Police, Being tossed around from JDC, to D.O.C for a Evaluation, back to JDC, To a Residential facility to another Residential Facility back to JDC, and then home. all the while being Abused, Verbally, Mentally and Physically from the first JDC stint to the last... To this very day, I still do not know How I Didn't Snap and.. Kill everyone and then myself, I always Attribute it to the Military D.N.A that always follows the Martin side of my Family, as I am a Martin through and Through and Martins are not Cowards, We Fight On, Right?? that is the doubt I fight with myself every day, trying to fight back the.. Monsters.. telling me that I am a coward undeserving of my own name, as part of me believes I did not earn it. all because of a lie...
I guess the only like rude thing they did, specifically my dad, was break my eardrums (exaggeration) for how loud me screamed at my brother, sister, and me for popping a friend's beanbag chair, when it was actually another friend who did. Other than that, they're probably the nicest parents in the world. Still strict like a parent should, but amazing parents.
For yalls out there both my parents where abusive ASF I remember they started hitting me when i was around 3 years old my mom could hit u with pipes, breake stuff on ur head etc but my dad was worse I remember the worst time he beat me was when I was 17 he grabbed me by the mouth and nose so I wasnt breathing and he started punching me and my mom was joining in It got so bad that when he punched me there was a whole on the floor cuz of how he threw me and I was bleeding like shit i was practically defenseless.
not me but my grandma, it does relate to me, however. My mom has a brother (my uncle) who is very far on the spectrum so when my dad announced to his mom he was getting married she objected and said "She cant produce un-retarted (I hate that word) offsprng" Eventually my parents did have a kid (me) and on my second birthday party I hit my head on a stair and started crying and my grandma had the audacity to say. "See I told you hes retarted" because I was crying. Needless to say I wasnt a big fan of her after I heard that story.
•My mother once yelled from the top of the stairs that she'll kill all of us. We avoided her for a week after that staying at friends house and such. • And she tried to kidnap my little sister on Christmas Eve by manipulating her, she ended up running Christmas because we couldn't be near the house and stayed in a hotel. • She's beaten up my older sister right in front of me twice and I don't know how many other times she has while I wasn't there. • She's been abusing my father emotionally and physically their entire marriage. (15 or more years) • She'd constantly tell me that I wouldn't amount to anything because of my trouble learning due to me understanding English much better than Japanese is her language. This is getting long...🥲 • she's also been cheating the entire marriage while my father knew but couldn't do anything about it since he was genuinely scared that she'd kill us to spite him or that she'd run away with her boyfriend and take us with. • And she's also said that she'd rather watch me and my sister burn to death right in front of her then leave her boyfriend. •Constant threatening that she'd kill herself. She tried twice, one was a broken glass cup to get wrist The kys way (which she claimed was an accident but for obvious reasons nobody believes her) Second time was on a camping trip at a beach she tried to drown herself after having a fist fight with my older sister caused by her. Which was just the thing to finally give my father enough courage to try leaving her. • she neglected me and my little sister for almost the entirety of our lives • I only remember her feeding us properly twice a month the rest was mostly a piece of bread with ketchup that we made ourselves. (Father tried his best but unsurprisingly with a 9am to 10pm job you can't really see your kids awake much to even feed them) Our ribs were showing and we still have that problem no matter how much we eat. My bones hurt when I'd sleep on my side.(we are doing okay now 👍) •she only cares about her first born child. •she demonized her mother and ex husband. Causing my father to hate them very much en till he was told the truth. • she did the exact same marriage abuse to her ex. Almost identical stories. Kinda. • she virtually fucked her NEPHEW...🧍🤢 Her first born was down a video of it and blocked her after. Slay. I've never been more ashamed to be her child. I could very much literally right a full book if I go on. But the funny thing is or I guess it's kinda sad but my father has never once did anything close to hurt her in any way he didn't even argue back much in the fights they had every day. and he spent every single day he could and didn't rest even rest on weekends to make sure we knew he loves us. My mother is a horrible person and I hope she gets what's coming. (hopefully truck-kun💀) And I'm 14 right now and we kicked her out 3 years ago so that all happened before I was 11. No wonder I have problems 🤯 Other then that I'm mostly less emotional because of dealing with that for years so that work out well I guess. Don't have to lose my mind over what's already done and happened 🤷 So, that's the most fucked up thing my parent has said or done. Mostly done.
Wow. I never knew it was this bad. Best wishes to those who were in thease stories, and best hopes to you all. No mmatter the religon, culture, best of luck. Oh god!!! The world is awful!
Lemme see: Would telling a 12 yo that the only job he will be qualified for is McDonalds be the worse? Or telling me that its my fault that my aunt died because I am too lazy? (I have autism and came from a neglectful home where my other parent just let everything pile up. I literally had 0 of the normal skills normal kids did and they mocked me for not having them) Or telling me that I want them to die in the same way my aunt did? Or threatening to send me to conversion therapy for being gay? (I'm bi now, but I identified as gay then) Or laughing at me whenever I told them that they didn't love me? Or threatening to send my a hit on my other parent? There is more, but I don't feel comfy sharing it since its super personal. Sorry if it sounds like I am trying to make it sound like a competition. Its just there are so many, I literally can't decide on one. Again, sorry if it sounds like bragging.
On the one story of the person that was raised as a Jehovah's Witness. I am studying to be one myself and I would never do that to my kids. That person's mom is psychotic. You don't do that to your kid ever. I feel for them. Sorry they had to go through that.
I once lied to my piano teacher telling him that i would still go (which i clearely didn´t want to).I thought that if i said that i would not go anymore , he would get sad. So i telled my dad about this and he said that i should confess and talk good about him and that i was just tired (i ended up doing this way after what the worst part happened). My mom came and she saw what i texted my teacher and said why didn´t you tell the truth right away , i said i didn´t want to make him sad. And then she said that if you tell the truth after the lie he would fell worse. And then i started feeling depressed (because i am subclinically depressed) , and then she got pissed at me for saying that. We started fighting and then i said that her saying that wanted to make me jump off a bridge. And then she said "Well if you want to , do it , do it head first to die instantly , i will also tag your best friend and see her reaction".
Show to comment on the first story would anybody agree that if OP gave the same type of present to their parents that the parents would act all hypocritical and butt hurt and if OP said the exact same things that they were told they get even matter? I understand if you can’t afford some things, but blatantly showing, everyone else that that they got a gift and you didn’t and then acting all mad of you should be grateful, I just say grateful for what the fact that you favor others than me? Yeah, I hate that about some parents that they ask what you want, don’t give it to you and act. All butt hurt when you’re disappointed.
I have a narcissistic stepmother who’s a gaslighting manipulative Nutcase. There’s quite a few things, but all of the things were pretty much emotional abuse. And also, she didn’t just target me, she targeted my father too, who is the nicest guy you could meet. Anyway. Like she’d go absolutely batshit over the simplest of things or misunderstandings, she can hardly handle jokes or constructive criticism, then the next day she’ll act as if nothing happened and act all “innocent and nice”. To this day I don’t trust her. One of the moments I remember the most was a few years ago probably when I was about 17 or so, some of the details I’ve probably forgotten but the feeling is drilled into my brain. Anyway, one evening I entered the kitchen and she’s gotten her tech savvy son, (one of my stepbrothers I guess, - although he’s not too bad compared to her, as he can be reasoned with) to set up their laptop to record the following “discussion”. During this she would reference a few of my loved ones, including my late mother, to taunt me into getting angry (as she had figured out that I get angry/ defensive/ protective when people are disrespectful to the people I care about of try to accuse me of things I know) in the recording so she could use my reaction as “potential evidence” that I’m a psycho. It was only after the fact that I realised that I had foolishly fallen for her trap. So now I’m constantly paranoid that the house is bugged. Whilst, an example of her being toxic to my dad is one time according to my father… she hit or pushed him aggressively in an attempt to try and get him to retaliate so she could play the “victim card”, but of course my dad never laid a hand on her, cause he knows it’s wrong and isn’t a violent person. So yeah, she hates me because I can see through most of her BS and or whenever I stand up to her and call her out and I hate her for playing mind games with me for over the last 5+ years and treating my dad as nothing more than her own personal piggy bank. So yeah thanks Step-mum for giving me serious paranoia and trust issues, including having trouble trusting myself at times.
i often receive a broken broom or maybe sum punches, and that’s how i got my physical strength of enduring pain, i could probably try and make 10 fingers bleed and not go to hospital
Ohhhh boy, where do I even start with my ex stepdad- 1. He’d threaten to pull my hair ( never actually did but scared the crap out of me with my long hair ) 2. If I’d break something by mistake he’d call me names 3. He manipulated me and talked sh1t to me about his real daughter that was fighting depression 4. He refused to get any of his kids vaccinated because it was apparently poison in there that was put there by the government 5. He’d break my Lego figures 6. When he and my mom broke up, he told me I wasn’t welcome back ever and how it was my fault they broke up
My parents let me get rapAd. Covered it up and called me a liar. They went on to be abusive in every sense of the word. And make my life a miserable hell. Every time I try to leave. I get taken advantage of have my life ruined more. Now, out of so focked sense of pity, they grandstand to others about how magnanimous they are by building a shack they leave me in until its time to work. (Thing can't stay warm in winter or cool in summer and the power can't run a microwave without blowing a breaker)I think something is wrong physically with me, but I'm too poor to get it looked at or fixed. I'd try leaving again, but I have no support, and I'm just tired of getting screwed over.
i had to stop my dad from going on a rampage and killing my mother, the same year my mother threw us out of the house, assaulting us both in the process. if they would have helped me learn how to survive in the modern world i would have already left. think twice before doing meth.
at the beginning of winter dad ordered me to shovel the snow off the side porch but during winter we always exit at the front so I didn't bother and just shoveled the front and the spot for the car. well we were going one day and he decides to take the long way to teach me a lesson. he gets in the car in the back seat and screams in my ear. he holds my hands down so I can't cover. he gets louder and my mom, sister and now ex-bil are on his side. all 3 of them knew i get migraines. fml
first of all. 5:55 what the hell was going on in the background footage. and second, when i was 9 years old i fell down the stairs and broke my arm. when i cried about it my dad called me a little brat and proceeded to hit me for " crying like a girl." luckily my older sister (14 at the time) called 911, i was taken to the hospital and my dad was later sent to prison for 10 years. by then i was 19 and had an apartment and 2 nice roommates. one ended up being my girlfriend until i caught her abusing OUR child. luckily i now have a boyfriend who loves my son(9 years- soon to be 10).
Had my jaw broken arm snapped and a plate in my skull before 10 was molested and made homeless before 15 and because I'm male no one helped just a cliff note version
Not me (male) but my female friend hates her parents because of the fact that their not proud of her whatsoever it's really sad and I'm really trying to be nice and show that I care. Her boyfriend isn't the best semi toxic semi not but he just starts putting my female friend down so again not the ideal setting when her mom is being a jackass
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When my dad lost his battle to cancer my mom told me it was “a punishment from God for getting her pregnant with me” (my mom wanted a child. I just ended up being a disappointment to her) and that she wished to go back in time to abort me before saying “at least there’s still hope that you’ll k*ll yourself”. The moment I turned 18 I moved in with my now-fiancé and cut all ties with her. Now she hates me bc that makes her “look like a bad mother” in the eyes of everyone else
Perfect example of how to be a terrible parent.
Well good, she is a bad mom
All kids deserve parents, not all parents deserve children.
My parents aren't bad people, but no child at the age of 9 should've had to deal with the talk between heaven and hell at such a young age. That child was me, and I cried. Pretty sure it wasn't their intent, but they practically scarred me up to 13 years now... and I'm 22. Still haven't recovered.
Ahhhhhh religion a blessing and a curse on our world
@FROGLOVER22 it was probably filtered out for some reason
I hope you eventually recover I had religion at school Luckily since I am super autistic when I was young I knew about the concept I just didn’t care it’s like how young kids don’t care about when they are older so I made the connection that since it was so far away I just did not care
Listening to this, I have never been more grateful for my parents.
Yeah right
For context, my parents both didn’t have a great home life. From what I’ve heard, my mom’s parents didn’t really act like they loved her. My dad had one very manipulative parent, and the other took it out on her kids by emotionally abusing them, saying things such as “I wish I aborted you.” Both of my parents were spanked growing up. Up until I was about seven or eight, I was spanked because it is what they were taught. It’s what their parents did to them.
I don’t remember exactly how old I was, but I think I was around 5-6 when I developed an intense and irrational fear of. Public toilets. It’s a little embarrassing to be honest. I remember I was terrified of them because I was, and still am to some degree, very sensitive to loud sounds.
Whenever I was in a public bathroom, I would cover my ears when a toilet was flushed, and the entire time I was there I was on edge. I couldn’t use a public toilet because I was too terrified. I would start crying, sometimes screaming when my parents made me use one.
Eventually it got to the point where my parents decided they had to do something about it. Their response was to take me to just about every public bathroom we went by, and make me flush all the toilets. If I cried or screamed, I was spanked, and that happened often. My dad would trap my in a stall until I flushed it, and we wouldn’t move on for what felt like forever. I think I tried to get past him a few times, but those memories are faint and probably didn’t end well. I remember a few times where I did manage to flush toilets, but because I did them while crying or something, I wasn’t allowed to move on. This lasted for a few months. Once again, I can’t remember very well, but it was between two, and six months. If I were to take a bit of a guess; it could be longer though.
Fast forward a little over a decade later, I’m having problems that I don’t entirely understand. One quick example of this would be another few memories, but these ones wrong in some ways. One of them being my dad grabbing me by my legs, holding me upside down, and spanking me. My mom says that never happened, and I think she’s right, but it’s still there and I don’t know why.
One of my last memories of being spanked is different from all the others. I was playing with a friend, when I did something wrong, I don’t remember what. Me and my friend both got spanked, but instead of crying and screaming, we laughed together. My mom has babysat for many people before, and I know for a fact, she would have never spanked someone else’s child. I don’t remember what my friends face looked like, his name, or basically anything about him. It’s made me question all this and revisit these memories again lately.
My parents did end up getting better, and even thinking about back then, I know they were just trying to do what they could to help me, even if what they were doing wasn’t right.
Comparing my story to everyone else’s, I feel so horribly weak. You have people being dragged into situations much much worse then my own, and then you have me, being spanked as a kid by people who were simply trying to help me the only way they knew. I should be ashamed of myself for being so weak.
I’m sorry for writing something so long, and I thank anyone who made it to the end of this short-story of a comment.
Hey, it isn't weak. People have different types of trauma, and that's ok. I hope you're OK! 😃
Just because what they did to you potentially wasn't malicious in comparison to what others experienced from their parents doesn't mean you have anything to be ashamed of or that you're weak. You were a child. The things we experience as children when we have limited life experience and perspective tends to impact us very heavily in ways that aren't even necessarily logical. Being physically struck or confined like you were, regardless of intent, is gonna leave a mark on you emotionally and mentally.
Actually sounds like something my parents would do
I have a fear of loud or clogged toilets, even to this day. its also trauma related and it feels stupid to be afraid of, but there is a reason behind it. dont feel ashamed
Many toxic/and or narcissistic parents are good at manipulating and playing horrid mind games, often keeping victims living in fear and in too much of a mess to resist. There's always the possibility of the parent framing the child for that, and getting away with the abuse.
i can actually answer this question from the "said" part and the "did" part. i used to get spanked from my own asian dad with a leather belt from 4 until 17. When I was 13, he scared me and made me cry at school from what he said (i was already diagnosed with ADHD much longer than with Autism at the time. I was diagnosed with Autism at 11 or 12 in 2011 or 2012) which was "if you don't get good grades, they're going to find you and put you in another family." that made me cry in school since it traumatized me since. nowadays, i traumatized him back with an instagram account i used use. the account is no longer there on instagram. i just dont use that instagram account. i recorded him saying that the family dog, who's my sister, needs to learn the hard way on not going in the bathroom (mind you, shes a dachshund and they love sniffing a lot and she dug through the trash, just like with any other dog breed. he locked her in there and just letting her bark in there. i got wind of the fact that this needs to be recorded. so, before crap came raining down, i unlocked my phone, tapped on the camera app, tapped video, and started recording our conversation. I had to cover up the fact I was recording, so i hid my phone and only had the phones charger and speaker out (they're around the same area) and got what he said on camera. later on, about at least a month or 2 later, we talked, but he made sure that i turned my phone off completely and checked my room for any recording devices and whatnot
My dad had custody of me from 2018 all the up until 2021. In 2019 my dad started dating this woman, will call her witch. The witch at first treated me very well, until...she started saying things like "oh your mother is trying to get us into legal trouble" of which my 14 year dumbass thought this was really, but this is only because she started treating me like her child, anyways in 2019 (near the end) we moved into a house since my dad's apartment burnt down, they both started treating me like shit, abusing me mentally and physically all way to the point to were they throw me into a mentally hospital saying that I'm aggressive and saying I want to hurt myself. I was in school still and they didn't even bother to tell my school about it. And then in 2021 (the year they threw me into the mental hospital) they abandoned me on my mom's drive, my mom was coming home from work, when I saw her dark blue dodge journey, it made me come back to my sense of I'm safe now. I now live with my mom my 3 siblings and now I'm soon going to be 18 and work at a job for $17 an hour. Plus someone that can support instead of destroying me.
What made you go with the disappointment of dad instead of your mom if she was the safer option all along? And were you the only one with the dad or were your siblings also there, too? I'm glad you ended up with the safer option. I hope you get revenge or the best karma against the "dad" and witch.
My dad said that i should go back to kindergarden and once called me a failure, but he WAS a good dad, he just had anger issues.
Once dad told me I shouldv've not been born and that he would've left me otherwise. Also anger issues.
My old man was never as abusive as some of the people on here but during my formative years whenever I messed up his solution was to yell and scream at me until I was a terrified, quivering mess. No matter what I did at that point he would yell. I remember once he yelled "your just a fucking accident waiting to fucking happen!" Never really forgot that. And he denies it ever happened. Either that or he genuinely can't remember saying that. He's called my crazy for it but I know better. It's because of all the screaming I endured that I can't stand to raise my voice at anything or anyone.
Feel you man. (or gal)
That sounds abusive to me.
This is the best story reading channel since he doesn't spend 2 minutes between each story saying "wow that sucks! If this happened to me, here's what I would've done..."
I constantly lie to my therapist because I’m shure my mom is getting my answers and stuff from her.
But how do you know for sure?
I'ma add a bit of trauma, not sure if it will make it in its own story, but what the hell
I'm what people call a quote "introverted oddball", I don't like social media whatsoever, I'm not too outgoing unless I'm in the mood too, and I tend to just chill alone watching TH-cam or writing a story of my own. People don't USUALLY have an issue with me, since I tend to be quiet and not indulging into any conversations unless it's a topic I know alot about, like Roblox or fnf. ALOT of people know this, but 2 people seem to either pretend it's not a thing or just plain out think it's a quote "phase". Those 2 people are my "father and stepmom", I'm quoting their terms since they don't deserve names.
For every day since I was about 6 or 7, my "dad" would tend to hit me alot and not tell me why, he even had the AUDACITY to say "this is gonna hurt me more than it's gonna hurt you". I mean, what BULLSHIT!!!!! That bastard hit me on a daily basis at his house and to this day, I can no longer feel sadness, it fuckin SUCKS!!!!!! Sometimes it felt like he did it for fun, or the TINIEST little issues: get a 79 instead of an 80% on a test? Beating. Sneeze too loud? Beating. Breathe wrong???? you guessed it, BEATING!!!!!!!! It became habit for me to try and lock myself away in my room, I ended up nearly failing 7th grade because he basically REFUSED to help me do SHIT!!!! HE EVEN BEAT ME OVER 20 TIMES FOR ASKING FOR HELP!!!!!! Which now has its own set of issues *cough* fail a class *cough*
I'm so fucking scared of him because of how loud his voice is, I have sensitive hearing and him screaming his ass off is like having a siren play on absolute max volume right next to your ear. One time, we were eating at the table, and he DARED to talk shit about my mother, the one person who was ACTUALLY there for me, I told him to stop, so be insulted me, eventually, it got too much, and I slammed a fork down into the table, barely missing his hand. Right now.....I wish I hit his hand, it would have felt better. He even takes everything I own away, electronic wise I mean, and refuse to give it back, even the shit I pay for, he takes and says "I'm not stealing it, you just don't deserve to have it". I'm **THIS** close to taking everything that belongs to me, including my electronics, and leave to live with my mom. All he needs to do is make one mistake, one little spark, and I'll say the worst thing for a father to hear from his son, what it is, I'll say if someone asks.
On a different note, his wife encourages him to beat me, she watches him do it and says jack shit. I've nearly killed someone because of how little mental health I have, I've found TH-cam is a decent way to regain my sanity but I'm not sure how much longer it will work for.......
Another thing I've done is make a world where I can let loose on my knowledge of videogame and movie logic, the 2 main characters are nicknamed "Alter and Classic" (on my pfp, Alter is on the left in blue and Classic is on the right in black) they are my "Alter egos" (pun intended) where me, and a few of my friends, are put into a world where anything is possible, you want magic, you can learn it. Want to go on a quest???? Take a map and sail the seas like Captain Jack Sparrow. Even tv shows and movies like supernatural and terminator exist in that universe. It's like peace incarnate, and it's nice.......... But it's been awhile since I've posted another adventure of Alter and Classic and I miss it.
Anyway, that's.......semi it? I have other bits of trauma if anyone is curious, if so, just let me know
Have a good one folks
My stepdad often tells me my voice is very annoying and gets really mad when I can't hear him, even though I have Audio Processing Disorder and Tinnitus. Now I barely wear headphones, don't talk much/loudly, and get anxious near him.
When I was 8 or so I repeatedly had a ringing in my ear, so I asked my mum what it was. She told me to pay close attention to it, it's probably a brain tumor.
She didn't later clear that up, apparently forgot about it too soon. We didn't see a doctor about it either, so she clearly didn't believe it herself, but I didn't at the time pick up on that.
When I was around 16 I stopped paying attention to the ringing, and it went away within days. So, obviously I told her that the ringing came from focusing on said ringing.
Some years later my (then ~10 yo) brother asked mum about a ringing in his ears, and in deed, she begins to tell him to pay close attention to it, it's probably a brain tumor. Might have been the first time I openly contradicted her at home, without already being in a fight.
Yeah, and everything I did as a child was out of malice, including my bad sleep schedule as an infant, and all the stupid questions I asked when I was 3 or so.
Oh, and "friends are dangerous people who want you to start doing drugs".
My dad told me he had thought about running away from the family multiple times.. When my mom was unemployed, and she wouldn't be able to get a job that fed me, my brother, my sister, her and our dog, would have kept a roof over our head and gotten my sister daycare because she's too young for school and our family lives an hour away.. I'm still pissed at him about it and i don't think i can ever forgive him for what he said especially since my brother was 12 and heard him..
I understand he was a dad before he even owned a apartment but that was year's ago and honestly doesn't help with the thought that I ruined my parents life's by being born.. I'm not even really sure if they care about me because I'm their kid or because they feel like they have to because they're my parents. My mom had also said she preferred it when i wasn't home when i was gone for months at my grandma's house and tried to make it seem like I was overreacting when i started to cry.
For me,
my dad grabbed me by the neck and was within an inch of hitting me in the face, he repeatedly swung the fist back and forth before stopping and angrily asking if I got the message.
Because I had told him no when he touched the daughter on the rear end.
Oh my god that's terrible. I'm so sorry to hear that and I hope you're doing OK.
I was sad, depressed, angry and getting punished all the time for acting out, we’d moved to a new state, I had no friends and no social skills (home schooled from 4th grade up, also bullied in public school)
Mom told me “one day you’ll be the death of me son” she was having a particularly bad migraine that day, it’s chronic, no she wasn’t a druggy or alcoholic
Mom also said “you don’t need friends, you only need Jesus” that might work for the starving People in auschwitz but to depressed kid it was cruel
Dad topped it off with me needing help for my migraines “are you sure you should be calling them migraines?” He was overwhelmed with the years he dealt with my mothers pain, I think he was in denial, still hurt that nobody took my pain seriously, but cared about my older sister and mother, middle child syndrome is real
Dad put the cherry on top with this one, crying because I’m alone and I hate everyone everything and myself above everything else “I’m not your friend, I’m your father” thanks pap, I know you meant well
Neither of them knew what the other had really been telling me, but I did eventually hit them with “was it really such a surprise when I put a gun to my head? Really?”
I moved 1100 miles from the family I grew up with to get closer to my mom(I was running from other problems too). She had me move into a pull behind camper in her yard. Then another family member who was on the run from felony charges and had a drug addiction to whatever was put in front of him came down and lived in her spare bedroom. He got to babysit her two newborns and I was told I was an ungrateful p.o.s because I no longer speak to anyone from that side. Haven't seen my dad and grandmother who raised me since 2014 when my grandfather died. Mom was nice enough to drive me up there so I could see him one last time and ruined the entire thing. The whole time in the hospital she was instructing me on what to do. It's not like I'm sitting in a hospital room watching my strong grandfather who raised me so I wouldn't be a fuck up just lay there and be completely out of it. God I hate her and seriously can't wait til someone calls me to tell me she's really dead.
Not the worst thing here but my dad is an alcoholic and constantly insulted me ,threatened me, and everything in between. One time my dad threatened to beat me and I was forcefully locked in my basement. I’ve never really gotten over it and been depressed for awhile and can’t seek help because most people in my life think men should “get over it” and my brother would never get any punishments but if I angered him a bit I would get screamed at, my brother even admitted that they gave more love to him than me. And people say the younger brothers always get more love….
Daprassad 😰😰😰😭😨😰😰😭😨
When my parents got divorced over mothers cheating, and my younger sister decided to stick with father, mother was upset and said to me “I had a feeling she wasn’t my daughter all along”
Every child deserves to be loved but not every adult deserves to be a parent
I don't have as bad parents as the ones in these types of stories, but mine do say some fucked up stuff from time to time. To give context, I'm quite of a klutz, so mother would often tell me that everything I touch I destroy and that I'll never create something meaningful, so yeah, there's that.
Might as well add that they killed my pet hamsters as a child and threw them in the trash, so it was certainly another traumatic event.
Story 8: I think he was better off at his grandparents anyways if his dad was an alcoholic
Two or three years ago my parents found out that I was SH. They knew I had problems but they didn't know how serious they were until that moment. Anyway, a few months later my dad was angry for some reason so he made me feel bad. That night I was having some cookies for dinner, I took three instead of my usual five (I have something with the number 5 and its multiples). My mom jokingly asked "only three?", which my dad replied "the other two are in his bedroom with his razor blade". Mom shouted at him to shut up, while I sayed silent trying not to punch him in the face.
Don't get me wrong, my dad is a great parent, it's just that when he's angry at something, it's everyone's fault and he says things that he knows he shouldn't, but he can't control it and screws everything up
What do you have with 5 and its multiples? What caused that thing you have with those numbers?
My mom is a really good mom, but i barely remember one time when i was like 4. I think my little innocent self was asking her about God and shit and i asked, very innocently, something along the lines off “so you do anything God tells you?” Or “you wont ever hurt me right?” Not actually knowing the volume of my questions. She burst into tears and said that if God told her to kill me and my sister that she’d do it. I honestly dunno if i dreamed this or if it was real, but im 17 now and she has been the best mom ive ever asked for and she’s never hurt me so idk what’s happening with that
How are these monsters having children!?!??!?!?!?
My parents denied me any chance at a normal childhood because they just couldn't set aside their differences for me. Every single break I got from school, I literally had to pack up my shit and move across the damn country for their custody arrangement. I never felt at home, never felt comfortable, and never felt like they loved me for me. They only loved being able to deny each other my company. As a result, I grew up in a constant state of depression, with sociopathic tendencies including antisocial behavior, violent ideations, suicidal ideations, and a pointed focus on physical supremacy.
The most fucked up thing that was ever said to me was "I love you". I had to imitate the words no matter how hollow they were. I sincerely hated my mother and my dream was to kick her ass growing up. But when I finally got big enough to stand up to her, it immediately came crashing down on me that I didn't want to hurt her. I just wanted to be able to protect myself.
Bro wtf why are these children still in contact with their family?
Dad left before i was born, mom was an alcoholic. 3 active murder attempts, murder threats beyond the counting, beatings as in hitting me till i fell to the floor and then kick me while i'm down beatings, being absent and indifferent to anything good i ever achieved, forgetting to pick me up from school on my birthday, locking me outside in winter and then going to sleep and forgetting me, insulting me so much i got auditory hallucinations of her insults... monsters are real.
the worst thing they said to me?
Lying to me about why I could not serve in the United States armed forces, my autism, depending on branch, did not automatically Medically D.Q me, From research I have done,
My C-PTSD Did.
but that wasn't, IMO the worst thing they have done or said
the worst thing, by far, was ignoring my pleas for help, During my four years of hell, stemming from being nearly shot and killed by the Police, Being tossed around from JDC, to D.O.C for a Evaluation, back to JDC, To a Residential facility to another Residential Facility back to JDC, and then home.
all the while being Abused, Verbally, Mentally and Physically from the first JDC stint to the last...
To this very day, I still do not know How I Didn't Snap and.. Kill everyone and then myself, I always Attribute it to the Military D.N.A that always follows the Martin side of my Family, as I am a Martin through and Through
and Martins are not Cowards, We Fight On, Right??
that is the doubt I fight with myself every day, trying to fight back the.. Monsters.. telling me that I am a coward undeserving of my own name, as part of me believes I did not earn it.
all because of a lie...
I guess the only like rude thing they did, specifically my dad, was break my eardrums (exaggeration) for how loud me screamed at my brother, sister, and me for popping a friend's beanbag chair, when it was actually another friend who did. Other than that, they're probably the nicest parents in the world. Still strict like a parent should, but amazing parents.
For yalls out there both my parents where abusive ASF I remember they started hitting me when i was around 3 years old my mom could hit u with pipes, breake stuff on ur head etc but my dad was worse I remember the worst time he beat me was when I was 17 he grabbed me by the mouth and nose so I wasnt breathing and he started punching me and my mom was joining in It got so bad that when he punched me there was a whole on the floor cuz of how he threw me and I was bleeding like shit i was practically defenseless.
You should do more crush stories i find it funny laughing at people getting rejected
You mean when it's the rude person getting rejected right?
@@alveypaez5646 No. Its an edgy teen. lol
@@thiefpotato2759 im not edgy:/
@@thiefpotato2759 if anything you're the teen
not me but my grandma, it does relate to me, however. My mom has a brother (my uncle) who is very far on the spectrum so when my dad announced to his mom he was getting married she objected and said "She cant produce un-retarted (I hate that word) offsprng" Eventually my parents did have a kid (me) and on my second birthday party I hit my head on a stair and started crying and my grandma had the audacity to say. "See I told you hes retarted" because I was crying. Needless to say I wasnt a big fan of her after I heard that story.
•My mother once yelled from the top of the stairs that she'll kill all of us. We avoided her for a week after that staying at friends house and such.
• And she tried to kidnap my little sister on Christmas Eve by manipulating her, she ended up running Christmas because we couldn't be near the house and stayed in a hotel.
• She's beaten up my older sister right in front of me twice and I don't know how many other times she has while I wasn't there.
• She's been abusing my father emotionally and physically their entire marriage. (15 or more years)
• She'd constantly tell me that I wouldn't amount to anything because of my trouble learning due to me understanding English much better than Japanese is her language.
This is getting long...🥲
• she's also been cheating the entire marriage while my father knew but couldn't do anything about it since he was genuinely scared that she'd kill us to spite him or that she'd run away with her boyfriend and take us with.
• And she's also said that she'd rather watch me and my sister burn to death right in front of her then leave her boyfriend.
•Constant threatening that she'd kill herself.
She tried twice, one was a broken glass cup to get wrist The kys way (which she claimed was an accident but for obvious reasons nobody believes her)
Second time was on a camping trip at a beach she tried to drown herself after having a fist fight with my older sister caused by her.
Which was just the thing to finally give my father enough courage to try leaving her.
• she neglected me and my little sister for almost the entirety of our lives
• I only remember her feeding us properly twice a month the rest was mostly a piece of bread with ketchup that we made ourselves. (Father tried his best but unsurprisingly with a 9am to 10pm job you can't really see your kids awake much to even feed them)
Our ribs were showing and we still have that problem no matter how much we eat.
My bones hurt when I'd sleep on my side.(we are doing okay now 👍)
•she only cares about her first born child.
•she demonized her mother and ex husband.
Causing my father to hate them very much en till he was told the truth.
• she did the exact same marriage abuse to her ex. Almost identical stories. Kinda.
• she virtually fucked her NEPHEW...🧍🤢
Her first born was down a video of it and blocked her after. Slay.
I've never been more ashamed to be her child.
I could very much literally right a full book if I go on.
But the funny thing is or I guess it's kinda sad but my father has never once did anything close to hurt her in any way he didn't even argue back much in the fights they had every day. and he spent every single day he could and didn't rest even rest on weekends to make sure we knew he loves us.
My mother is a horrible person and I hope she gets what's coming. (hopefully truck-kun💀)
And I'm 14 right now and we kicked her out 3 years ago so that all happened before I was 11.
No wonder I have problems 🤯
Other then that I'm mostly less emotional because of dealing with that for years so that work out well I guess. Don't have to lose my mind over what's already done and happened 🤷
So, that's the most fucked up thing my parent has said or done. Mostly done.
16 things bruh 🗿
You deserve an award if you read all that shit💀
Wow. I never knew it was this bad. Best wishes to those who were in thease stories, and best hopes to you all. No mmatter the religon, culture, best of luck. Oh god!!! The world is awful!
Damn, glad I never had to deal with this. These parents messed up, where’s the RPG when you need it???!!!!
This are really relatable, its so depressing
Lemme see: Would telling a 12 yo that the only job he will be qualified for is McDonalds be the worse? Or telling me that its my fault that my aunt died because I am too lazy? (I have autism and came from a neglectful home where my other parent just let everything pile up. I literally had 0 of the normal skills normal kids did and they mocked me for not having them) Or telling me that I want them to die in the same way my aunt did? Or threatening to send me to conversion therapy for being gay? (I'm bi now, but I identified as gay then)
Or laughing at me whenever I told them that they didn't love me? Or threatening to send my a hit on my other parent? There is more, but I don't feel comfy sharing it since its super personal.
Sorry if it sounds like I am trying to make it sound like a competition. Its just there are so many, I literally can't decide on one. Again, sorry if it sounds like bragging.
Mom "I was never worried about you"
"Get out my house, ain't no grown nigga gon be laid up on me"
On the one story of the person that was raised as a Jehovah's Witness. I am studying to be one myself and I would never do that to my kids. That person's mom is psychotic. You don't do that to your kid ever. I feel for them. Sorry they had to go through that.
I once lied to my piano teacher telling him that i would still go (which i clearely didn´t want to).I thought that if i said that i would not go anymore , he would get sad.
So i telled my dad about this and he said that i should confess and talk good about him and that i was just tired (i ended up doing this way after what the worst part happened).
My mom came and she saw what i texted my teacher and said why didn´t you tell the truth right away , i said i didn´t want to make him sad.
And then she said that if you tell the truth after the lie he would fell worse.
And then i started feeling depressed (because i am subclinically depressed) , and then she got pissed at me for saying that.
We started fighting and then i said that her saying that wanted to make me jump off a bridge.
And then she said "Well if you want to , do it , do it head first to die instantly , i will also tag your best friend and see her reaction".
so your telling me that boy started smokeing weed at the age of 9
I was the bane of their existence, almost caused them to get a divorce, and the reason why they hated coming home.
Show to comment on the first story would anybody agree that if OP gave the same type of present to their parents that the parents would act all hypocritical and butt hurt and if OP said the exact same things that they were told they get even matter? I understand if you can’t afford some things, but blatantly showing, everyone else that that they got a gift and you didn’t and then acting all mad of you should be grateful, I just say grateful for what the fact that you favor others than me? Yeah, I hate that about some parents that they ask what you want, don’t give it to you and act. All butt hurt when you’re disappointed.
I have a narcissistic stepmother who’s a gaslighting manipulative Nutcase. There’s quite a few things, but all of the things were pretty much emotional abuse. And also, she didn’t just target me, she targeted my father too, who is the nicest guy you could meet. Anyway. Like she’d go absolutely batshit over the simplest of things or misunderstandings, she can hardly handle jokes or constructive criticism, then the next day she’ll act as if nothing happened and act all “innocent and nice”. To this day I don’t trust her.
One of the moments I remember the most was a few years ago probably when I was about 17 or so, some of the details I’ve probably forgotten but the feeling is drilled into my brain. Anyway, one evening I entered the kitchen and she’s gotten her tech savvy son, (one of my stepbrothers I guess, - although he’s not too bad compared to her, as he can be reasoned with) to set up their laptop to record the following “discussion”. During this she would reference a few of my loved ones, including my late mother, to taunt me into getting angry (as she had figured out that I get angry/ defensive/ protective when people are disrespectful to the people I care about of try to accuse me of things I know) in the recording so she could use my reaction as “potential evidence” that I’m a psycho. It was only after the fact that I realised that I had foolishly fallen for her trap. So now I’m constantly paranoid that the house is bugged.
Whilst, an example of her being toxic to my dad is one time according to my father… she hit or pushed him aggressively in an attempt to try and get him to retaliate so she could play the “victim card”, but of course my dad never laid a hand on her, cause he knows it’s wrong and isn’t a violent person.
So yeah, she hates me because I can see through most of her BS and or whenever I stand up to her and call her out and I hate her for playing mind games with me for over the last 5+ years and treating my dad as nothing more than her own personal piggy bank.
So yeah thanks Step-mum for giving me serious paranoia and trust issues, including having trouble trusting myself at times.
Or accuse me of things I know I don’t do… such as a time she claimed that I’m psychotic druggy… which I’m not. Hell I don’t even drink alcohol*
“Psycho”*
5:52 WTF is this gameplay lol
My mom told me not even women would want me for context I’m a bisexual woman
2:01 that my friend, is the best time to get emancipated.
i often receive a broken broom or maybe sum punches, and that’s how i got my physical strength of enduring pain, i could probably try and make 10 fingers bleed and not go to hospital
Ohhhh boy, where do I even start with my ex stepdad-
1. He’d threaten to pull my hair ( never actually did but scared the crap out of me with my long hair )
2. If I’d break something by mistake he’d call me names
3. He manipulated me and talked sh1t to me about his real daughter that was fighting depression
4. He refused to get any of his kids vaccinated because it was apparently poison in there that was put there by the government
5. He’d break my Lego figures
6. When he and my mom broke up, he told me I wasn’t welcome back ever and how it was my fault they broke up
5:50 anyone else seeing this in the background 😂
My parents let me get rapAd. Covered it up and called me a liar. They went on to be abusive in every sense of the word. And make my life a miserable hell. Every time I try to leave. I get taken advantage of have my life ruined more. Now, out of so focked sense of pity, they grandstand to others about how magnanimous they are by building a shack they leave me in until its time to work. (Thing can't stay warm in winter or cool in summer and the power can't run a microwave without blowing a breaker)I think something is wrong physically with me, but I'm too poor to get it looked at or fixed. I'd try leaving again, but I have no support, and I'm just tired of getting screwed over.
Story 5: The dad must have been watching alot of dragon ball Z that day 😥, I'm sorry. Genuinely
i had to stop my dad from going on a rampage and killing my mother, the same year my mother threw us out of the house, assaulting us both in the process. if they would have helped me learn how to survive in the modern world i would have already left. think twice before doing meth.
at the beginning of winter dad ordered me to shovel the snow off the side porch but during winter we always exit at the front so I didn't bother and just shoveled the front and the spot for the car. well we were going one day and he decides to take the long way to teach me a lesson. he gets in the car in the back seat and screams in my ear. he holds my hands down so I can't cover. he gets louder and my mom, sister and now ex-bil are on his side.
all 3 of them knew i get migraines.
fml
Story 2
Sadly I relate to that story
first of all. 5:55 what the hell was going on in the background footage.
and second, when i was 9 years old i fell down the stairs and broke my arm. when i cried about it my dad called me a little brat and proceeded to hit me for " crying like a girl." luckily my older sister (14 at the time) called 911, i was taken to the hospital and my dad was later sent to prison for 10 years. by then i was 19 and had an apartment and 2 nice roommates. one ended up being my girlfriend until i caught her abusing OUR child. luckily i now have a boyfriend who loves my son(9 years- soon to be 10).
story 3 pissed me off the most
Had my jaw broken arm snapped and a plate in my skull before 10 was molested and made homeless before 15 and because I'm male no one helped just a cliff note version
The sad things about the jahova's witness story is that actually DID happen in the past, the witnesses wound up in concentration camps in nazi germany
Yeah. And armageddon still didn't happen.
7:45 Why didn't you mock your mom for getting butthurt over 2 less points than you usually got?
I understand getting mad at your kids, but these people need to be dropped in the middle of the ocean for what they did to their kids.
this guys voice reminds me of my local drug dealer
What's the game play
What’s the game
Eeeee
The video is too violent and nasty.
bruh if youre like 12 or higher you can just beat the crap out of bad moms that abuse you why does nobody do that
Conceived me 💀
Not me (male) but my female friend hates her parents because of the fact that their not proud of her whatsoever it's really sad and I'm really trying to be nice and show that I care. Her boyfriend isn't the best semi toxic semi not but he just starts putting my female friend down so again not the ideal setting when her mom is being a jackass
This are really relatable, its so depressing