“I Will Never Be Able To Forget That”: 45 Of The Worst Things People Heard From Their Parents
Toxic parents exist, unfortunately. They scar their children for life through their hurtful words and inconsiderate actions. What’s worse is it can turn into a vicious cycle and cause generational trauma.
You’re about to read answers to a Reddit question that asked, “What’s the worst thing your parents have ever said to you?” People didn’t hold back and shared stories ranging from invalidated feelings to their mothers and fathers wishing they were never born.
Scroll through, but be forewarned that some of these texts involve themes of attempted self-harm and forced intimacy. Proceed with caution.
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In the hospital after trying to k*ll myself, my mother said to me with hate in her eyes, "You couldn't even do that right." I was 14. F**k you mom, I keep living just to spite you now!
My ex-wife said something similar to me. But not because I attempted suicide, but because I called the suicide prevention hotline, and they a doctor to come talk to me at home when I asked them to. She thought it was embarrassing and it made me look weak.
I'm so glad she's your ex. I hope you're doing well now ❤️
Load More Replies...What a screwed up thing to say to anybody, but especially to your child
Oooh, I feel you. I had a suicide attempt at 10 years old (failed because someone ruined my plans without knowing it). Nobody found out at the time. But as was I slamming myself for the failure, I could hear my mother's snapped voice in my head: "See? you can't do anything right!" Hugs.
I think this is going to be the worst in this list... wow...
It's like the words attributed to Stalin after he learnt of his eldest son's failed suicide attempt: "He can't even shoot straight."
Your mother did the right thing. I do not want to sound unfeeling or heartless, but I am, so that is how this is going to come out. There is no such thing as "trying to k**l yourself". There is no such thing as "attempted s*****e". Anyone can k**l themselves - nothing to it. What you did was a silly, pathetic drama queen attention grabbing stunt and quite rightly your mother saw through it. She confronted you and made you face reality and you are still alive. Good for you, Mum!
I occasionally drink. My sister died from alcoholism.
She was in a coma in the bed at the hospital suffering from liver failure. I was there with my Dad.
He said "I always though this would happen to you. Not her."
I have ALWAYS been the straightedge kid, she smoked, drank, did d***s. I was the Church youth group kid, she was just there if her bf at the time was. I barely drink, she was an alcoholic. I never smoked, she did. I don't do d***s, she did. I've always been monogamous, she was not. I've given them money to help them through tough spots, she convinced them to give her their retirement and blew it.
The exact opposite of her. But my Dad and my Mom always made her the priority and thought she was a 'princess'.
So as she was dying from the things she did. They dared to act like it should have been me on the bed.
I will never be able to forget that.
There's no reason to forget or to forgive, unless you do it as a path of healing, if/when you are ready. You don't owe them anything.
I'd NEVER be able to forgive that, never mind forget it. You deserve so much more OP
“You’d better lose some weight and hope someone marries you for your looks, because your personality sucks.”
I was 14 and had just been fired from my very first job. He doesn’t even remember saying it; for me it was one of the worst days of my life and lives in the back of my head, for my father it was a Tuesday.
yep... and then the follow up with: "I never said that", when they can't remember it, making you kind of questioning yourself, but no, you DID say that, and it stuck.
My father's mother commented once that my younger sister was beautiful but I looked like a little monkey. I was five or six, it happened over forty years ago, and it still hurts. Hope you are rotting in hell, "granny"
This is what I'm afraid of: sayng something off-hand that will traumatize my kid forever. I try to stay super aware of how I talk to my kids.
I was a SUPER active kid, could outrun boys 4-5 grades above me, was outside all day, etc. My grandmother ALWAYS mentioned that I was fat. I was a little bit chubby and round faced, but she projected her own fat issues (I later realized) onto me ALL the time. It was relentless. She's now dead and I still obsess. Like if fccking matters. Worse, even when I was training 4-7 horses a day, teaching, showing, and running my butt off, someone could make a little comment and it would bug me. So when people get raged over fat acceptance, just shut up and let people live. It will cost you nothing to just let them be themselves.
The greatest gift God gave me is the fact that I couldn't care less what people say or think about me. I simply don't care what they say or do to me. It's called "ego strength." It's not narcissism. I can list my faults better than my closest friend. It's the fact the I am generally skeptical of what people say anyway. My father believed that the water heater produced distilled water. My mother believed in that picture that shows Jesus hovering in the sky. Neither could read or write. Meanwhile, I have 9 years of college including a Stanford u-grad and a law degree and Master's in Social Work from the University of Texas. So yeah, am I going to get butt hurt if one of them calls me lazy or says my haircut is ugly (both happened)? Of course not. You can build your ego strength, too. Find a therapist and work on yourself.
Load More Replies...I can never understand parents who literally go out of their way to hurt their own children like this. They are to be loved and cherished unconditonally. Horrible father
"Look, everyone has some kind of pain. Grandma, Dad and I all have arthritis and other things. Grandma's hip replacement wore out, Dad has sciatica, and I have bursitis. Stop complaining and learn to deal with it." - My mother, driving me home after I received my fibromyalgia diagnosis.
Karma got her later when one of her friends verbally smacked it into her head that fibromyalgia pain is severe and debilitating, that it could get worse over time, and that I may end up wheelchair-bound. She also talked about how badly the brain fog f***s a person up.
My mom was almost in tears as she apologized. She gave me a fibromyalgia awareness bracelet and started coming to my rheumatology appointments to ask questions for me whenever I had brain fog.
Sadly, I know a few people that are dismissive of the pain of others. I've gotten to the point with them, that I just say "it's my pain, not a ducking competition, I'm not talking about your pain, I don't feel your pain, I feel mine!"
It's impressive that she apologized. I mean, it's sad that it's impressive - it shouldn't have happened in the first place - but... let's be honest, how many of us have been very unfairly crapped on, the truth of the matter comes to light and the vicious individual just pretends like they never heard a thing.
While this is harsh, there is SOME truth in that statement as well. Everyone IS going through their own battles and it IS up to the individual to take care of themselves and be accountable for their health. HOWEVER, this mom went the wrong way expressing that and managed to invalidated the pain and diagnosis instead. Place and time people, and choose your words wisely and carefully.
How about this instead: Knowing full well how awful it is to be in constant pain, you have EMPATHY and sincere COMPASSION for the other person’s pain? You will automatically have the right words to express that, instead of telling them they’re accountable for their own pain and health—-and what the actual flying f**k is that supposed to mean? That they somehow caused their suffering? What kind of corkscrew rationalization is that? If you’re going to go round blaming the victims for their problems, then let me just say to you how much YOU need to take care and be accountable for your own stupidity and lack of compassion and empathy. Chew on that for a while, and really take a good, hard, brutally honest look at yourself. Then reread what you wrote.
Load More Replies...Suffering isn't a competition. She didn't need to understand anything about fibromyalgia to be compassionate.
I get the feeling the friend also had it and Mom thought she could complain to them.
I hate it when someone tries to dismiss your hurt by one-uping you, or in a futile attempt at consolodating you. Sure it could always be worse, but that does meant that this is good, and as such it is utterly irrelevant. Pain is pain, and when you are in pain it does not matter that it could be worse.
Literally as we were walking out of the hospital, after having to take our three week old daughter off life support. My mother chose that moment to remind me that she really thought we should have baptized our daughter because now she can't go to heaven. Yeah, I just got in the car and ignored her. If I would have reacted, she would have needed to go back into the hospital.
I have never understood the logic of that version. For those unfamiliar, infant baptism generally means one of two things, depending on the church/religion. 1. The parents promising to raise the child in the faith. -or- 2. That baptizing a baby actually "saves" them. The second option removes free will from the equation and seems extra silly to me.
I was raised Catholic (am much better now, faithful but not religious). The doctrine may have changed, but I was taught babies were born with original sin, due to Eves's transgression in the Garden of Eden), and baptism was needed to remove the sin. Unbaptized babies would be sent to Limbo. I have heard that Limbo has been canceled and unbaptized babies now go to Heaven. Hopefully, any souls in Limbo have had their sentences commuted...
The Limbo was closed down by the dreadful former nazi pope, which doesn't make any difference, in my opinion. I don't think god, if he/she/it exists, gives a damn about his opinion, or anybody else's. Anyway, according to Catholics, a baby needs to be baptised to "clean" the original sin. But, didn't Jesus Christ die for "our" sins, to redeem us? I'm an agnostic, so this is purely theoretical question. I'm trying to understand what so many people believe.
Load More Replies...I don't get baptism. From what I understand it's part of believing all babies are born unpure, unblessed and have demons attached to them or something, and that's why they scream when baptized. That's just what I've heard. But I believe all babies are innocent.
Our priest also said that they're no hurry baptising babies/kids, because they're innocent. But he was the coolest priest I've met, so not sure how representative he was on that.
Load More Replies...Who would want any part of a god that would do that to an infant anyway?
'If you come back to this house I'll beat you and k*ll you'. Haven't seen him for 3 and a half years after that & I don't intend to. Blood thicker than water my a**. I'll always cut off toxic family.
"Blood of the covenant is thicker than water of the womb." THAT is the phrase, meaning chosen relationships are more meaningful than genetic family.
"Blood is thicker than water" is well-documented dating back to the late 12th century. "The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb" is not well documented and generally believed to be a more modern re/misinterpretation of the former. "The blood of the covenant" in the bible refers to a goat's-blood covenant between God and man and isn't directly related to either of the other two quotes. Also, the Arabic saying "Blood is thicker than [mother's] milk", while having the same basic meaning as the longer modern phrase, is not believed to be its source. https://symbolismandmetaphor.com/blood-is-thicker-than-water-origins/
Load More Replies...If they are toxic, they ain't your family. No bloody loss from letting said relationship flow down with the drain water...
My lovely mother on our way to hospital after my Daycare threatened to call CPS as I had an obvious injury that she left untreated (broken shoulder bone that was splintered all the way down but she forced me to use that arm to 'prove' i was fine)...it was in fact broken and shattered all the way down my arm and i was in an upper body cast for 3 months. Toxic family is NOT family
My biological mother told me that I should be in the urn with my dead son. She was convinced that because I was sometimes a danger to myself (I’m epileptic), I obviously k*lled him somehow… despite him passing in his sleep from SIDS.
I don’t speak to her anymore.
As a fellow epileptic, I share some of your pain- the social stigma and myths that surround the condition are awful. I am so sorry for the los of your son.
"If you get AIDS we're going to let you die alone because we're not letting you bankrupt us." I was 18 and they found out I was gay from a letter I had thrown away. They also said one of the funniest things to me during that same time, "What if you want to be President?!".
"and when you're alone in that nursing home I'm going to let you d!e alone because I'm not going to let you emotionally bankrupt me" is a perfectly acceptable answer.
One thing I learned, if you don't want your parents finding out about something that you know they wouldn't understand and go stark mad, NEVER WRITE IT DOWN.
Sorry, but James Buchanan was gay. I don't care what conservatives say. If they encountered him living the life he did in this age they'd be up in arms to oust him from the presidency. Not that he shouldn't have been ousted, but for his racism, not being gay.
f**k your parents. Being gay is not something to be ashamed of, we are not living in the 1800's, and your parents are complete a******s for saying that. I hope you find someone who treats you right and better than your parents because you don't deserve that b******t.
My parents are tied.
Dad: “So they diagnosed you with depression and anxiety? By definition those two things would cancel themselves out. You won’t be going back.” I was 13.
Mom: She told me over and over while growing up “You can ALWAYS come home! No matter what you can always come home!”
I was 22 and lost my job and could not find another with enough hours. We went out to lunch, I spilled my guts and how ashamed I was at failing. She looked me dead in the face and said “Tell me how that turns out.” I slept under a bridge for 3 months.
I wish they cancelled each other out! That would be awesome for me. ;) Thankfully my parents have taken me back in at several points in my life and have always supported me no matter what I was going through.
Yah, these are just bad parents. Sorry. - Trophy parenting is a real issue. It’s when they make sure they are seen as great parents because of all the things they participate in with you but in reality it’s not for you, it’s for their peers. Mental illness is a real big mess for trophy parents because it would admit failure (in their eyes) and others would judge. When your brain is sick it creates pathways that info travel on. If they don’t use the pathway to reason and sympathy the info you gave them gets rerouted through the thickest cable. In this case it’s the pride cable and the sympathy cable is not only not connected IT’s rerouted to the shame button
I know how bad the dual diagnosis of depression and anxiety is. Everyday is a struggle and at least for me nobody believed the diagnosis of depression as my anxiety made me very animated. You might say I was lucky was what you might call high functioning so unless I had a bad attack nobody would know. I feel for OP as nobody knows apart from the individual how hard it was for them and someone saying they know how it is and they feel it can totally feel like making you wanting to say "F-off, you really don't know what goes on inside my head, you are not me".
I had depression and still have anxiety, trust me those two things DO NOT cancel each other out. I hope you feel better and get out of your depression soon <3
In college, my dad told me over the phone, "It's not your mom's fault she doesn't love you as much as she loves your sister. She just doesn't understand you. You're too weird for her."
Thanks, dad. That didn't hurt at all.
There's a difference between "loving your kids" and "liking your kids" You can love them more than life itself, doesn't mean you have anything in common with them. Besides, look at it from the other side, as a child you love your parents....but you still have one that you prefer.
While there's a difference between "loving your kids" and "liking your kids", I know there are people who neither love, nor like their kids. And sometimes this lack of love is by no means their own, or their kids' fault (which, of course, doesn't make it easier for either party). Also, for some of us, one of the parents actively and deliberately makes it super easy to prefer the other one.
Load More Replies...This one looks like it might be good feedback for some people; never mind its rudeness.
someone called me weird once. I said thank you and walked away. But still your parents should not be treating you like this!!
Wow.. yeah.. I got this... but I was 12 when it happened. And it was my parents, both simply saying "WHY do you have to be so weird?!" cue looks of disgust, revulsion... etc.
You were never [SAed]. You are making it up.
I'm reading this and the other comments here from survivors. I'm so sorry that this happened to you. And I am sorry that a person who should have been there to support you through a horrific event made things worse by blaming you. I am speaking here to Deirdre, Alexia, Li'l E, and really any person who has gone through this whether or not they received the care and love and understanding that they deserved as a human being. I am so so so very ashamed that there are people who would commit such heinous acts and those who would trivialize them or tell the victims that they are to blame. I don't know if you need to hear this, but you did nothing to deserve this or her reaction to you. I hope that you have all found peace and support in your lives.
Load More Replies..."You can't be hurting that bad. Stop being so dramatic." - all my family (mother, father, younger brother). I had asked them to go to the pharmacy and get some pain killers, and they all refused. I was literally crawling on the floor, crying in pain (this is how I spent the night). Turned out later that I had some ovarian infection that needed treatment. They never apologized and behaved like they had done nothing wrong.
I was SA'd when I was 11. My mother forbid me from telling anyone, never got me any help. Her advice to me? "If that's the worst thing that ever happens to you, you're lucky" Thanks Mom.
Doesn't make it okay but I bet she was a victim/survivor too. And that she believes that she survived it by stuffing it.
Load More Replies...F*CK THAT to anyone who has ever denied anyone who has gone through R*pe, SA and had people deny it happened. A lot of people denied it with me, didn't believe it... Well, the court papers, police reports etc prove otherwise so suck it and know one thing. I'm Just Happy That I'm Nothing Like YOU.
One of my parental units said that me being SAed/r*ped (edited because of censors) repeatedly for years was "my fault and me bringing shame to the family name". My other parental unit didn't say anything, but told me later that "oh, you know them, they didn't mean it like THAT. And if you really think about it, it is your fault, don't you agree?" I'll never forgive them for that.
Ràped. Bp, learn to use words. It’s almost more offensive when you censor it.
I proudly told my mom I got 98% on one of my high school exams. She replied “Where did you lose the 2%?”.
I was a mostly-A student. My brother was a B student. One year I had all A's on every report card. My brother got all A's on the last report card. My parents literally threw him a party. I didn't even get a "good job".
I'd ask if we had the same parents but I only have a sister who was pretty incapable of getting even one A! They praised her for getting a B once. I piped up about my straight A report and got "We knew you could do it".
Load More Replies...I went to a very strict Catholic high school with the nuns. Very good education. In grade 9, I got 99% on my report card in Algebra. My father berated me that I didn’t get 100. Next year grade 10 I was super careful and got 100%. Geometry. My father never said anything. I am a hyper focused worry wart 75F after a whole childhood of mental abuse. Sigh.
I've had that one from my mother before, but I found the things they didn't say hurt even more. I've never heard them say they're proud of me, came top of my year in high school several times and never even heard a "well done".
I got "What happened to the other 3 points?" after my 97 on a Chemistry test sophomore year. I cut contact to minimum. He did apologize ten years later and acknowledge that he was an a*****e. Then, he got super involved with the Evangelicals, so limited contact it is.
My mum was like that. I once got the highest mark in my year (98%) in a music exam. My teachers said that I should be proud of myself. I went home feeling really happy and told my mum and she just sneared, "Well it wasn't 100% was it?" Yet she showered everybody else with praise for their achievements no matter how small.
That I ruined everything she’s ever had.
Joke is on my mom because after my dad died, I went no contact and it’s been AMAZING.
I don’t speak to either of my parents and haven’t for maybe 20 years plus, it’s great 👍🏻
Had to do so with my sister, but I've been happier, less stress in my life, and consequently, healthier!
“The stress from dealing with you is why I got cancer”.
The day I became an in-patient for therapy, my dad told me it was the happiest day of his life. He cried as he told me that I was the reason for his heart attack, and how he hopes that my stay improves both of us enough that he can live long enough watch me grow into a real human being, and hopefully a man he can be proud of.
I swear the people who store such vile, negativity in their heads end up with cancer. It's like their sludge becomes a physical entity in their bodies. I'm not saying all people with cancer. Just referring to the ones you hear who are so miserable and hateful, and then you hear they're sick with cancer.
My brother told me he blamed me for our mom dying of cancer because the stress from my mental health difficulties as a teen caused her cancer. Found out later he was worse than I was and once chased her round the kitchen with a knife. But yeah *I* was the problem
My mother told me "You can't wear what the pretty girls wear because you're fat."
Lady, I’m already wearing what pretty girls wear because I’m pretty enough
I've been told the similar things when I was pregnant and years after. I was even told to wear a longer shirt because people could see my stretch marks when I was 8 month along. It does sting to hear it. No one should feel like they're not good enough.
"That shirt makes you look fat." I was already fat, don't blame the shirt lol.
Okay. I'm gonna rant. As a chubby stress-eater (I am a very stressed person), I want to cuss out this mother, but I am very sheepish and do not curse in public. So friq your mother, female dogs like that don't deserve to have kids. You ARE pretty, and you CAN be big and pretty at the same time, and you have this chonko supporting you
When he threatened to kick me out of the house because I took a different route home than he would have when coming home from dinner.
It was so out of left field. I thought he was joking but he was raging and was literally about to kick me to the street. Led to this massive argument that came close to having the cops called.
I was 20 and it completely changed my view of him. I found a job across the country a few weeks later and left. Today he doesn't remember the incident at all and wonders why I never accept his help for anything and visit once every five years. Got what you wanted old man.
If it was completely out of left field, nothing similar had happened before, nothing similar since and he doesn't remember it, it very well could have been a psychotic break. It's much more common (particularly after a trauma) than people realize. Based *solely* on what's written here, I think reconciliation would be worth exploring.
I agree. If it was so out of character for the dad, there may have been a medical condition involved, especially since he doesn't remember the incident.
Load More Replies...For over 30 years my mother reduced our contact to 2, 3 times a year a call, sometimes meeting (birthday etc.). Now (2024), at 83 years (I am 58), she suddenly wants to be called every week, because "she misses her son so much" and she asks herself, after not hearing for a week "do I even have a son?". Very strange. I cannot imagine how things will change once my step father is not there anymore.
No, it just says that it didn't mean much to them and it meant A LOT to you. The exact place to begin therapy, by the way.
Load More Replies... My dad had been single since him and my mom divorced when I was 1 year old. I was 13 and was pretty sick trying to sleep in the back seat going to his house for the weekend. He just recently got a girlfriend at this point who had a daughter a few years younger than me. He forced me to go to his place that weekend even though I was pretty sick and he was frustrated I wasn’t interested in talking to him on the drive to his place.
So he pulls over, looks back at me and says “ya know, I can just take you back to your moms. I don’t *need* you to love me anymore. I have {girlfriend} and {girlfriend’s daughter} now.”
He did in fact take me back to my moms and I didn’t see him again for another 3-4 years after she dumped him cause she found someone richer.
I just feel absolutely sickened by this. Remember OP that those parents who behave this way,end up losing everything and end up being so very lonely in their later life.
Revel in how empty an existence your father leads. (I won't even call it a life.)
Well, well, guess who came crawling back... Hopefully OP decided seeing sperm donor was not a priority anymore by then -_-
My mom had a condition which made it hard to keep a pregnancy. She had 13 total pregnancies, only 4 survived. I was the only planned pregnancy that survived.
“You were the only one I wanted and look how you turned out”.
I know some women go through a very tough time planning pregnancies,... but it doesn't always mean they're wanting kids for unselfish reasons.
I told my dad I needed mental health help and he told me I just needed to pray more.
I had a son who had schizoaffective disorder. When I mentioned to a family member that I was searching for a therapist for him, this person told me not to bother - it was just all in his head. Ummm, right, it was.
So.... not completely unrelated, but... When I was a resident in a, shall we say, 'facility centred around those with mental health concerns', one of the therapists actually recommended praying. He said that even if you're not religious, it's a great way to voice what's going on in your head and helping to identify what "self issues" you had. Not everyone feels comfortable talking to a therapist, and people still lie (to the therapist and themselves), whereas praying often makes us look at ourselves, our own failings, and bottlenecks . Acceptance is one of the most important steps, so it sometimes opens the door to discussing it with a therapist. It's no replacement for proper therapy, but it can help you identify why you need therapy. I tried it, I never "found God" again, but I did identify the things about myself that I wanted to change.
You went on a 72-hour skid-free sock vacation, too?
Load More Replies...This! I grew up with this for everything! Rip tendons and muscle in my feet? Don't need crutches and a brace, just pray more. Sick with the flu? Pray more. Experiencing clear signs of depression/anxiety/ADHD/PTSD? Nah, just pray more! Even when the school councilor was telling my mom that free help/treatment was available, she turned them down on my behalf. Religious parents are the worst sort of people
The irony... go talk to sky daddy about your problems, imaginary friends are so much better for mental health than a doctor!
I had to beat my dad over the head with "Did you pray away your skin cancer or busted knee? No, you went to the doctor and got help, because God gave doctors wisdom and knowledge to fix your ailments instead of leaving you to suffer. Just because you can't see my ailment doesn't make it less physical and in need of physical treatment."
He doesn't have the capacity to be of help. Find someone who does. If you like 70s stuff read books by John Bradshaw. If you are more modern-focused read Brene Brown.
I wish you never existed.
How could a parent say such nasty things and hold so much resentment towards their own kids they decided to have?
You don't really know what it is like to be a parent, before you have tried it, and then there is no going back. You may have some idea about what it entails, but for most people, that is quite far from what actually is going to happen. It is kind of crazy, that you have to make a choice about commiting so much time and so many resources as a child requires based on so little data and experience, but that is just how things are. As a parent you learn on the fly, and for some people it will happen too late that they realise that they don't have what it takes to do a proper parenting job. That can lead to a lot of frustration, when they come to a conclusion about how much harm they have caused in their family, and the result can be comments like that one.
Load More Replies..."I wish we never had you kids" I will never not hear my father saying that. I'm 67 now, he's 96, and I finally stopped talking to him a year ago.
My Mum died on Mother’s Day 2020. My Dad declined quickly without her. He said to me:
“I just don’t have anything to live for anymore. Everything I did, I did for her.”
Me: “You still have friends, family, kids…you know I’m still here for you.”
Dad: “You were just for her too.”
He died soon after telling me he never wanted me.
I don't read the Ï didn't want you" in that. I do see a heavily grieved man though. And heavy grief can mess up with perspective a lot. Especially the child being in grief as well. The everything I did, I did for her part, might just as well go for the last years where it was just the two of them. Sometimes in grief one just can't see ( or want to see) the silver lining...
Someone said recently that 'women will love their kids more than their partner, and men will love their partner more than their kids'. It *kind of* makes sense to me. Women have to carry the child and give birth to it, there is bound to be bond because of that. Whereas, a child (to me) would be like... (Oh, you're gonna hate me for this)... a by-product of my love for my wife. It's like "Scraps" at the chippie, or bacon dripping, or burnt ends.... I love you, and I always will, but the wife was the main event.
That's messed up and rough. Wonder if looking back they would recognize the signs he was barely interested in being a dad.
That I was a failure and I’ll never be half of my brother.
Ah yes, my mother did this with my and my older brother. Always comparing us to each other and making us fight for position. Now she wonders why we aren't close. She tried to do this with me and my younger brother too, but he's 10 years younger than me, and I just kept telling him that I always would have his back, and he shouldn't worry about getting her approval because he never would, and that's not his fault. I would always be proud of him.
Genetically, you're already more than half your brother!
While my parents were going through a divorce (I was 9 years old), I overheard my mom saying to my father "I don't want (me), I'll take the younger one, he's less annoying".
As bad as this is, at least she didn't say it *to* the kid, which so many of the other parents in this thread seem to be perfectly willing to do.
My parents called me and my sister in, and made us choose who we wanted to be with, right there and then. Horrifying.
When my mom found out I lost my virginity she said “God is punishing me for everything I’ve done wrong in my life with a daughter who makes the same mistakes”.
When I told my mam I had lost my virginity, she told me to 'look harder for it'. To be fair, international calls back then were not the best of connections.
Sounds like the mom was a young mom and now scared her daughter will go down the same path.
I think you're right. I know it was not said kindly, but it does seem like it was said from a place of love. I do not want my children to repeat my own mistakes. Luckily, this was not one of mine. I had my first child at 28, and his mother was 29. But I'd also like my kids to avoid making the mistakes I didn't make
Load More Replies...My mom told me when I was 15 that when I grew up Id have a kid just as awful as me. It was at that moment I decided to be child-free. I was an AH!! LOL
My mum, at 25, fell in love with a guy and eloped. I, at 20, left home to escape from an abusive sibling and parents who ignored the abuse. My mum tells me this is her karma, and God is teaching her a lesson for eloping.
Snort, God is punishing her for having sex by giving her a daughter that also has sex? There are so many things wrong with that sentence, I don't even know where to start.
This reminds me of the book/movie Looking for Alibrandi. The mother and daughter are told there is a family curse because the mother had gotten pregnant out of wedlock. Turns out grandma had a similar background and the story of the curse was her projecting her guilt onto them.
Well my kid is probably gonna make this mistake very soon and it has nothing to do with god. Just her poor choices.
I cant tell if ur acting like the mother on the post or just looking out for your child. I'm hoping it's the second one
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I never wanted children after your sister. (I'm #2).
Well, you had two other options available to ya, but you chose the one that runs the risk of crotch goblins.
Not necessarily true. Reproductive abuse is sadly still a thing.
Load More Replies......but your father couldn't be bothered to get up and walk to the drawer so... here you are
wow. that's why I keep those things in the bedside drawer.
Load More Replies...My mom used to tell me she never wanted a daughter. She only wanted sons. She was disappointed when I was born and relieved when my younger brother came along. Jokes on her. He is no contact as well.
This could be taken out of context. I never wanted any more after my youngest. It was a rough pregnancy after being told I couldn't have any more after my boys 14 years earlier, and surprise blessing, but I almost died and I lost her twin in utero. I wanted to be there for my kids, not risk myself again, to have another one. My daughter knows I didn't want any more kids after her, she understands why. Mum may have a good reason for not wanting any more after number 2 child that she's not saying.
My mum said something similar recently, but she explained she was just scared she wouldn't have been able to raise girls if they were anything like her as a kid/teen. As soon as she had me (I'm second oldest, after a brother) her fears were overtaken by love, helped by the fact I was pretty chill as a kid. It wasn't until a few years after my little sister was born that she found she did have a kid like her and she still struggled a bit but that didn't mean she didn't love her and want her when she came along. (That was also a surprise pregnancy, even years after my middle brother. She went on to have another after o my sister had a sibling closer to her age). Turns out she really was like my mum, who was diagnosed with ADHD last year at 60, about 20 years after my sister was diagnosed!
Load More Replies...While my body was deteriorating from an undiagnosed medical condition my mother said, "Do you know how much it hurts ME to see you just lying there?" This was after a 2 day hospital stay, 2 biopsies, and several doctor's appointments. NOTE: I had lost about 100 pounds of muscle mass in 7 months by the time I was diagnosed, literally my whole body hurt. Getting up hurt, laying down hurt. Anything I did, hurt.
I'm a little confused by this one. Obviously op was hurt by the comment, but out of a broader context of the conversation, or what was said by both, next. It's hard to say if mom was being self-centered or if op was feeling so vulnerable and in so much pain, they took it sideways. I mean, lots of parents say "it hurts me to see you in pain." I say to my kids, "it makes me sad that you're sad." But it's to communicate empathy, and that we are in it together. I felt my mom was being very kind when she said it and my kids respond usually with opening up even more; I've never sensed they thought I was making it about *me*, or I'm any way downplaying their pain. Rather, the opposite. Wish I could access the Reddit, I'm really curious. I cant imagine seeing my babies in hospital and not being broken hearted *for* them.
Be careful there. Though it is not your intension, you can very easily end up making the child feel guilty for causing you pain, as they don't yet know enough about how the world works, and that can lead to all sorts of problems down the line. You may think that you are saying: "I feel for you", but what is heard can very easily be interpreted as: "you are responsible for causing mommy harm". So making such a statement needs to be followed up by some elaboration, it cannot stand on its own.
Load More Replies...Yes, as a parent it hurts to see your kid in pain. But you don't tell them that in this situation. All you're doing is making their illness all about you. If you need to talk about it, then seek someone else to vent to.
After my ex-wife remarried, my dad befriended her new husband. It’s especially weird because she abandoned the daughter we had together. My ex and her husband came to Holiday events that I wasn’t even invited to. I confronted my dad and he said that “Brent” was like the son he never had. Brent like NASCAR, country music, and religion. I llied none of those things.
It ended my relationship with him and my mom by extension. I have only spoken to my dad a handful of times since then. That was nearly 30 years ago. We never even spoke when my mom and sister died. I did make peace with my mom while she was on her deathbed. My dad has cancer (stage 3) and I can’t gather a single f**k/ won’t contact him/ won’t attend the funeral/ don’t want a cent from his estate. So yea, f**k that guy.
Fun fact: exwife cheated on Brent too and they were only together for a few years.
Good luck with everything you do! I can't imagine your pain then, but hopefully you have an amazing life and reading this, you deserve it!
My mom all my childhood “I should have aborted you”…like yeah but you didn’t so now what?
Yeah, I heard stuff like this, too. It's almost as if it's a figure of speech for them. Gross.
Being anxious and depressed is a choice.
Who the hell wakes up in the morning and thinks "you know what, I think I'll be absolutely miserable for no reason!"? The "logic" behind this attitude is absolutely batshit insane.
It's for the attention, of course. You know, all the "attention" you get when you shut down and avoid everyone and answer every question about how you're doing with a barely muttered "fine...".
Load More Replies...It's a lack of empathy because people who don't have it, find it hard to understand.
I was f*****g depressed once it's not a f*****g choice and I'm tired of all these people's parents thinking otherwise! I didn't choose to feel depressed and I still have anxiety attacks for things that most people wouldn't even worry about! you think I'd CHOOSE that!? NO!!
Well it is about as much of a choice as you "choosing" to feel sad, frustrated, hopeless and lacking the apatite at a funeral for a loved one. We aren't always in control of your feelings, as those are sometimes powerful enough to highjack our body and mind. Sure you can change a bit through your behaviour, but sometimes it is just too overwhelming for you to do anything about.
My mother lost her first baby. It was a boy and he was stillborn. She told me she got pregnant with me bc she thought my dad would stop drinking if she gave him a son… I’m not a son. It basically made me feel like it was my job to keep my father happy no matter what. And he was never happy so I always felt like a failure.
Certainly not when they’re brought into this life with that purpose. My mum (40 at time) and sister (19ish at time) were pregnant at the same time and my sister lost her little boy about a month before our mum gave birth to me… sister said being around baby me helped with her grieving process and gave her a way to channel her emotions into something else than spiralling. But agree having a child with the purpose if it replacing a lost child is just never gonna work out.
Load More Replies...This is why I can't stand the term "rainbow baby" . Like, NO THE BABY IS NOT A REPLACEMENT BABY FOR THE ONE YOU LOST. It's an entirely new person, no connection whatsoever to the one you lost, no woo-woo physic ribbon between them, TWO DIFFERENT ENTITIES! Cut that sħit out!
Being born with so much responsibility! That's what kids should learn in school: that babies are not a cure for anything wrong in your life, never saddle your new born with the responsibility to make your life better.
"You are born sinful and need to ask for forgiveness and purify yourself, it is going to be very difficult and you will suffer a lot in life, but if you don't do it, you will go to hell after you die."
if you believe in what I typed above, it is morally wrong to make kids, because of the incredible burden you put on your child and very high risk that your child will just suffer in hell eternally.
My parents preached about how I needed to ask for forgiveness after I was séxually abùsed as a child.
I'm so glad I don't believe in any deity: I've never sinned and I will never sin.
Religion and politics are the same book with different covers. They were both designed to give control to a select few.
I used to feel incredibly pressured by the church my grandma and I went to bc I'm gay and the bible says that's a sin. I also think of gay things (I'm a writer, haven't published yet) and felt extremely bad about it and also scared. My grandma and the people at the church are really nice, but I've been gay for probably 6 months now, haven't told my grandma, and I'm not planning on telling her anytime soon. I just hope that I can tell her one day...
Not to me. I overheard my mom tell my sis she wouldn't be a good mother because she wore pants to church. This was 19 years ago in 2005. My sister and her hubby have two dogs....
Let this type of Christianity die already. Leave the bluegrass music and take the rest with you to the land of golden street with EVER Person who’s ever passed before you waving from their mansion. Oh Lordy, I can hardly wait!!! - I went to a “Christian” private school from k-8 grade. You have no idea how hypocritical these people are. It’s impossible to live the life they preach so they all sneak around each other. Laughable now
Oh boy, I wonder what they would think about the time I wore LEATHER pants to church. (I was a young teenager who wanted to look cool for youth group LOL )
At my church, we weren't given any restrictions on clothes. My siblings and I often wore jeans and thongs (flip flops) and they also looked pretty goth/emo most of the time, as did the minister's kid. The only comment we got was from our grandparents who did say something about how short my skirts were and my midriff showing, but not in a mean way and I never paid any attention anyway.
Load More Replies...Meanwhile, the fact that you're going to church at all is kind of a good indicator that you're going to be a deficient parent in one way or another.
Thanks for tarring everyone with the same brush.
Load More Replies...LOL my sister changed churches after being told this. They also told her she was going to héll because she was divorced, and tried to convince her that our dad deserved to be in his car accident (it incapacitated him so he had to be taken care of) . What AHs
My mother often said to me "I wished you had died and your sister had lived."
It still stings to this day.
All these parents wish their own children’s deaths! Like, wtf??? If you don’t want kids and can’t handle them, don’t have them!
Yeah but then who would "carry down the family name" or "take over the family business"?
Load More Replies...When my son died, people said really stupid things, like "at least you have 2 more." Which one of yours would YOU choose?
I had splurged on a box of temporary hair dye when o was 15. Mom told me
If I spent as much time on my hair as I did on my weight, I wouldn't be so huge
For the record, I'm 5'7. At the time I weighed around 130 lbs.
Man I'm 5' 7" and would look too skinny at 130, so I hope u know u were not huge, and if u were so what ur still somebody who deserves love and happiness in their life!!!
I’m 5’7” and around 128 lbs, so basically this girl’s size (I’m 44 though). *I* think I need to lose a little weight, but that’s only because I have slight body dysmorphia due to people making comments whenever I gained a few. Nice job this mom did.
Load More Replies...I had a mother who started making comments on my weight when I was about 12. She would take me to doctors - one of those, a gynaecologist, SAed me - and force me on diets. She made feel extremely guilty, because I disappointed her for being fat at twelve. My older sister took part in the fun - she used the 'you disappoint me, now feel guilty'-trick as well. I haven't followed a diet since I was 23, more than 30 years ago.
I bought boxed hair dye with my own money, my mom said if I was going to waste money like that, then I can start paying for my own feminine products. Like , what?? But that’s right around the time the super thin pads came on the market (that she refused to pay for). So, I guess I at least was able to get exactly what I wanted.
I don't know my height but I'm guessing 5'5 ish so as someone who weighs almost exactly 130 YOU ARE NOT HUGE you're what I want to be
Sounds like the mom may have actually said that if OP spent as much time working on her weight as on her hair, she wouldn't have been so "huge." I think the words were transposed.
I noticed that too, but still understood what she meant lol
Load More Replies...When I was 16 my mom started to suspect that I was Bisexual after she read through my computer search history. After a pretty intense one-sided fist fight(she started it)she told me she couldn’t love or trust me after finding this out, and starting crying after asking me if I’d ever had “feelings” for my 13 year old sister(I hadn’t).
What the actual F . . . Were does it say queer equals insest or pedophilia????
Many of the religious homophobes push that position very hard, that incest, pedophilia, and homosexuality are all pretty much the same thing according to their view of things.
Load More Replies... "I'm moving to (halfway across country) with your brother. There isn't anything for me here."
Except me, my sister, her 2 sons-in-law and all 5 of her grandchildren.
“This is just like when your mother had a miscarriage” when they found out I was gay.
Just wow. So their child really is dead to them now for being gay
My parents said something similar, and in some ways worse. My father said I was sick and perverted for saying I'm gay (I'm trans FTM so at the time I thought I was just a lesbian). They felt it was like pedophilia, a sickness that must be controlled and never acted upon. They both believed Jesus was the cure. My mom, however, was beyond mortified and said that I was dead in the eyes of the lord, and that I was going to burn and suffer in unimaginable ways for all eternity. Here is where she went into the whole thing of "gnashing of teeth", and "begging god for a drop of water" and how the whole world would watch my life once Jesus came back and see the disgusting things I was doing, and then he would re damn me, and how eternity is "forever and ever without ending", and that she was heartbroken because she would have to watch me being tortured forever as I watched her live in paradise (here she smiled so big and excitedly) with her husband, her mom and dad, my siblings, etc.
She still won't back down and that was 25 years ago. She really believes this nonsense, which as an adult seems wild to me. Above all, being a parent now, the LAST THING I want to do is terrify my littlest child by telling her "demons and the devil are real things like in a horror movie, and they are clawing at her night and day trying to get inside of her, and if they did she wouldn't know it. And misbehavior is how it happens, even in secret. There is no privacy or room for mistakes, god may forgive you if you really mean it but by then it could be too late, you belong to Satan now." What awful things to do you little ones who believe everything you say.
Load More Replies...WTAF are these parents doing to their children and their mental health. Horrible BaStArDs!!!
I would much rather have my babies and they turn out gay than go through a miscarriage again. What a ludicrous comparison!
I hate parents like this. I'm so glad my parents understand me and I hope you find someone who understands you! also disconnect from ur parents they seem toxic
In a therapy session when he’s explaining why I seem to piss him off more than everyone else: “I’m angry at you because your mother refused to get an abortion.”
Explained a lot, actually.
"Your mom didn't die just so you could throw your life away." From my dad.
Said while crying during what was pretty much an intervention.
My mom died giving birth to me and I've only seen my dad cry four times in my life.
Certainly hurt, though at the time it was something I probably needed to hear.
This one sounds warranted and from a father who's scared and deeply cares.
still it puts a lot of blame on an individual for a situation they did not have much of a chance of changing. Bad strategy.
Load More Replies...If it was well-meant and needed at the time, I can't blame dad. Maybe could have worded it better (if that's possible) but don't take it to heart too much. If rightly meant and use, some words sting at first, but eventually you realize those words are exactly what you need to pull yourself up and stand again.
Parents who tell their children “You are just like [other parent]!” are awful people.
*You’re just like someone I hate*.
My mom has said that to me I have responded with well u pick him, u married him and u chose to procreate with him what did u expect??? And thanks mom I happen to think my dad had some wonderful qualities and that those are the ones I picked up. All the ways I was screwed up were actually just like u and I decided I didn't want to be like u and so I worked hard to turn that part of me around, what's ur excuse???
Oh my dear old mom would repeatedly say this to me, amongst other things such as "you're useless and good for nothing", "you'll never amount to anything", "you were a mistake"... She passed away 23 years ago and I don't miss her.
My mom say that to me, you are so like you father. Lucky for me they had a good marriage and they loved eachother and my brother very much.
“I love you, but you’re still going to hell; once you turn 18, pack your s**t and leave.”
Translation: I don't love you but am too much of a self-righteous hypocrite to admit it.
Geebus. Some parents must spend their kid's childhood counting down the days they can legally kick them out.
“You have a simian face”, “It’s lucky you are smart bc you are not pretty”, “You were cursed with your father’s genes to give you that big fat a*s”.
What a lovely woman and a great mother! (just in case, it's /s)
Its not one thing. Everytime I shared a problem with her, she’ll remember it and then turn it against me. Sometimes even months or years later bring it up in a fight and make it as if I am the problem. Because of this, I have hard time being vulnerable with anyone and sharing anything (except reddit I guess)
EDIT: Wow I wasn’t expecting so many people to relate to this. It was difficult when I was younger. Then as an adult I went to therapy because I don’t want to live a life without any connection with people. It has helped a lot (much better than before) including my relationship with my mom. Now if she or any one does this: 1) I know not to take it to heart and ruminate on it and 2) Remind her that it hurts my feelings. I still do love my mother. But those childhood experiences did affect my adulthood a lot.
Our scars from childhood takes time to heal. I still keep my guard up more so than my friends for example but after getting to know more about someone, I decide if I want to share more.
I hope what I learnt through therapy helps everyone experiencing the same thing. I’m learning to take risks and get hurt in the process. I hope it works for you too 🤗.
I can so relate to that, too. Like, some moms can be jerks but then they treat you very well other times, and are there to support you. But with all that, just the cutting words now and then can overpower the positive. It takes a long time to practice to let it slide off your back and not let the words and tone phase you. Once you can start standing up for yourself you'll feel so much better and those bad moments won't marinate in your head.
My dad yelled constantly from unresolved issues with abuse from his parents. He would fight with my mother and yell at her like she and my brother and I were the enemy. I was there the day he died and i cried for exactly 3 tears. Thats all he got from me. Mind you i didnt hate my father but i certainly didnt get the relationship i wanted from him and it fundamentally changed how i viewed him. Thankfully, Im blessed with an internally empty jar of fauqs.
"Toylil, there are two types of people in this world: those who are street smart and those who are book smart. You are neither".
Well that makes three types, so they aren’t either one either. Since they can’t count
That'd be kinda hilarious if a friend said it to another friend as a joke (not the case here, of course)
you created them so that means you're probably neither too. edit: not that it's okay to treat your child like that
My daughter is book smart. Zero street. She will have to get a good job in order to survive on her own yet she seems to have chosen a life of co-dependency. When that became apparent i knew i had failed her as her father. Now its on me to accept the cycle has repeated despite my attempt. All i wanted was for her to independently take care of herself.
My dad once told me that he loved me, but he really didn't like me. I was a teen with very low self esteem. Way to bolster my confidence dad.
There are times I really don't like my teenager. I will always love her
Moved halfway through high school and I had no friends. Was the most depressed I’ve ever been. Got into a fight with my mom who yelled, “at least I have friends.”
When I was 18ish my father told me that he hoped I would take some classes that would teach me to be more in control and less emotional…. Now 20 years later my husband has died and my dad wants me to “tell him about the hard stuff” and to “cry it out” with him, and he can’t fathom why I do not lean on him in this time.
“Nobody will ever want you while you are the way you are”.
"I should've drowned you in the bathtub, like Andrea Yates"
For reference, Yates was a young mother in the mid 90's who drowned her 5(?) kids due to severe postpartum depression & religious psychosis.
So essentially, the parent was admitting to being mentally ill, as Yates was repeatedly diagnosed.
I think there have been quite a few, but the one that affected me most was my mom telling me my laugh was loud and I needed to quiet down. I stopped laughing around them for a long time (a few years at least). Finally, we started going to family therapy, and I told her that it bothered me. She said she wouldn't do it again. She did it again about a month later.
Seems a little extreme. Kids can be loud and parents telling them to quiet down is normal.
Except this isn't about quieting down a rowdy child, this was about criticizing someone's display of merriment and joy and no one should be doing that. You shame someone for how they smile or laugh, you take away their happiness, and that's something only a cold, unfeeling jerk would do.
Load More Replies...My mom told me, to my face, that I ran like a 3 legged do, meaning awkward. I never really tried after that.
There's a few but the first I thought of is "you're not an easy person to love/it's difficult to love you".
Being the oldest I moved out at 17 to join the Army. After exiting service I moved home, bought a house at 23 and later sold that houst at 25. Inbetween selling that house and finding a new one, which took 2 months, my mother refused to let me and my wife move in temporarily. Her excuse being, "doing something like that would ruin our relationship". That's after letting both my sisters move back in for over a year at a time and my youngest sister still living there at 26. Thanks mom, you did ruin the relationship 👍 Probably not the worst thing she said but that was a real gut punch.
Yeah, I have a great relationship with my mum, as long as we don't live together - mutual agreement lol
Load More Replies...After my s*icide attempt, my dad said, "Got it out of your system yet?".
I told her at eleven that I was s*icidal and I wanted to jump out the window and she said, "Well, then we'd have two problems wouldn't we?" She was berating me for bad grades due to unchecked ADHD.
“There’s no light behind your eyes any more.” because I left the Mormon church. We’ve since made up and repaired our relationship, but I’ll never forget her saying that to me.
If anything, there was probably a ton of light behind their eyes for leaving that "religion".
I didn't know there was a special light for being in a cult and ignorant.
That no one liked me, no wonder I didn’t have any friends, s**t like that. That was when I was in primary school.
In uni my dad told me to get the f**k out of his house and never contact him again, that was fun.
“You’re genetically defective.” - dear old dad.
"If your grandmother was alive, she'd be disgusted with who you've become" or something along those lines.
This is coming from the woman whose best parenting moments include threatening to dump used cat litter on me.
They repeatedly explained to me that I'd never amount to anything and always live a life of insecurity if I didn't pick science/tech as my main field of study.
It was only after I'd already committed to that path I learned that all of my friends and teachers were shocked I didn't pick a language, history or art program.
Yeah because the world isn't crying out for good translators
Load More Replies...I stopped visiting my dad when I was 11 when I realized the kind of person he really was. On my 13th birthday he sent me a card that just said "get over it".
Reply by sending a card that says Get A Life... And Get Out Of Mine! instead -_-
I think it's get over being mad at their dad and not wanting to see him.
Load More Replies...You're a terrible father- my mother who didn’t raise me at all.
Not to me, but about me. My mom told my sister that she just pretends that I’m dead. So, that’s nice.
“You’re not autistic. You’re just lazy.”
Why? Because I was falling behind on a science project because I was actually doing WAY *too* much work for it, and apparently I should’ve done it over the school break even though my teacher explicitly said we didn’t have to and he didn’t expect us to.
Like ISTFG ever since I was diagnosed with ADHD (looking for autism assessment too) she f*****g uses it against me. Not long ago I made a tiny f**k up on something and she said that mid/low functioning autistic people were “more responsible than me”.
And she’s a social worker… 💀.
"it's not like you'll ever be a model" - said to 12 year old me who needed braces to correct actual problems. my parents refused to take me back to the dentist.
not really the worst thing they've said, but it had a profound impact on ugly 12 year old me.
I can't decide between, 'We made mistakes raising you,' or, 'I wish you were addicted to d***s instead of video games!'.
2 things for me on this one. 1) As a parent, I did / still do make mistakes in raising children. It's not easy. It's freaking hard & we messed up a couple of times. We weren't perfect. 2) WHY do I always read Di CK s instead of Dr UGs first!!!
I read it as Richard too. I think because it makes sense to censor Richard's vs medication.
Load More Replies...In Spanish the Bible says “love thy mother and father” (not honor, like it does in English). My father once said to me that it is not a commandment to love thy child.
If u do not have the capacity to love unconditionally, I mean totally selflessly and without question, then u should probably not have children. What a lot of parents forget is ur kids did not ask u to have them, they OWE u nothing, but u have the responsibility to take care of them and put their needs first, and teach them how to be good productive adults that's the job u signed up for!!!
I know some translations will differ, and I definitely don't know about Spanish versions, but: Proverbs 22:6 'Train up a child in the way you would have him go; Even when he is old he will not depart from it.' Ephesians 6:4 'Fathers, do not provoke your children to anger, but bring them up in the education and instruction of the Lord'.
Oh yes. A lot of "translators" have their own agendas -- which some of them think is also God's.
Load More Replies... I remember back when I was in 8th grade, we were going on a class trip to Washington DC. This was only a year after 9/11 so I was still super scared to get on a plane.
Finally I told my dad that I was scared to get on a plane and had been worrying about it a lot.
His comforting words
"Just remember what we learned in church, everyone has a time to go"
Thanks Dad!
(I still give him s**t about this s****y advice 22 years later).
Predestination is not a Bible teaching BTW. We all have free will. Our decisions or the decisions others make may either lengthen or shorten our life. God doesn't kill people in horrific ways just because "your time was up."
My mom was angry and called me a “f*****g idiot” because I failed a test or was failing a class, I don’t remember which. That was in middle school, I believe. It still pops in my head from time to time.
I want to note that neither of my parents were abusive. They spoiled me rotten, but my mom does have a temper and sometimes says things in the heat of the moment that she ends up forgetting about later.
might sometimes even be bad parenting, as the kid might not ever have been told no
Load More Replies...Saying stuff like that IS abusive. It's mentally and emotionally abusive.
"We only adopted you because I didn't want Melanie [older sister] to be an only child." - "Your biological mother is a druggie junkie alcoholic and you're going to end up JUST LIKE HER." - "You should be GRATEFUL I adopted you." - "You're gutter scum, just like your biological mother." And then all of the violence and beatings and getting knifed! Thanks, Mom!
My God. I'm sorry you had to deal with all that. You are worthy of love, but she was not worthy of you.
Load More Replies...There were plenty of abusive thinks I endured, several of those listed are familiar. But the one that didn't hurt me is the one that showed the narcs for what they were. "Well go to hell because of you!!!" (the cult telling them if children - atheist me - don't belong to the cult, the "parents" go to hell). It was ALWAYS about them, what they wanted. My concerns, needs, wants, ambitions didn't matter, I was there to serve THEM. And that's without mentioning the violence. [ .................. ] I cut them off permanently over 20 years ago, not a word to them until they croaked. I'll bet they called themselves "victims" because I chose silence and non-contact.
::hugs:: The empathy and sympathy that you, an "internet stranger" (so to speak) shows for these children/people is way more than most of them received from their actual parents. As an adopted child who went through some... stuff (see my comment on this article for a summary, lol) I can say... thank you. I appreciate it more than I can say with words. It sounds silly to type out, but for someone who took decades of hate and loathing from my mother (my dad was an awesome dad, but he was a weak person and didn't stop my mom... in fact, she verbally AND physically abused him as well) - it really actually means a lot to feel the very basic human empathy and sympathy from someone. Thank you. <3
Load More Replies...My sister told me that she was SA'd back in high school. When I relayed this info to our mother, she said, "Well, that was years ago. She should be over it by now." And that's why my mom is rotting in Hell.
"Don't come home." When I was 17 my mom and her husband lived 45 minutes out of town. I hated them and their psycho religious c**p. It was 22C below outside, on December 17. I went into town with them to go to school. They said that as I was getting out of the car. "Find somewhere else to stay because you're not welcome in our house any more." I was a sad kid with severe depression/anxiety/ADHD/PTSD and they made everything so, so much worse...
I did have a chance to move past it, about 12 years ago they were on hard times. He was a 5'3" dude who reeked of insecurity who was told by God that he would have a fitness equipment empire, in a town of 100k people where the market was already cornered. He had a CDL and could have gotten a high paying job as a truck driver at any time. My mom is virtually unemployable as she doesn't listen and constantly forces her religion on people. She'll just ignore instructions and do what God tells her. Anyway, they were virtually homeless living in an old camper trailer in the middle of winter. They were food insecure and often times cold. I gave them a gift certificate for $500 of groceries and $1000 in cash and told them it's more than they gave me when I was cold and afraid.
Load More Replies...Here's some good ones from my lovely mother: the electric bill would be lower if you'd keep your fat a*s out of the refrigerator. I wish I had aborted you. You're going to eat through your bariatric surgery and fail. Called my daughter, her granddaughter, an n-word lover. I honestly can't count the number of times she called me fat. She denies any of it happened, even after being told by several other family members.
Ooh ooh, I can play! Brought home a report card. Had a few A's, some B's, and three C's. Nothing lower, but three C's. My dad said, and I quote, "Get out of my sight. I don't even want to look at you. You make me sick."
Hmm, let's see. Starting puberty, skinny as f**k: "You're getting a fat a*s." When I had my first boyfriend, had intimacy problems and thought that could be related to the sexual abuse from older brother: "You never told us about that" (I did when I was 12, but they brushed it off). A couple years later when his gf had broken up with him (one of the reasons was the history of abuse) they called me up and told me: "Tell that girl it's all a lie or we'll never help you again" (I was living in an unheated house at the time during winter with no kitchen) My mother to my grandmother: "You know, ENSJ is not a pleasant child, unlike her older brother." Multiple times throughout my childhood and youth: "You are so weird, I bet you were swapped at birth. You're not like any of us." On the other hand, also heard the bitter "You're just like your father." "You shouldn't make the same mistakes I did and not have children. Being childfree is best. I wouldn't have children if I could go back."
After the Nth time of showing up at my parents house or at work (I worked with them at the time), bruised and bloodied from my abusive husband. They never said anything. They never did anything. I'd had so many black eyes and busted lips I lost count. There were times I couldn't sit because of how sore I was. I'd finally had enough. My husband wasn't going to change, and my son was now 4 and trying to get between us because he was tired of daddy hurting mommy. I called home, and explained I needed to leave before he k1lled me. My dad's response? You made your bed - lie in it. You're not coming home. Mom didn't stand up to him. I had no where and stayed. My MIL stood good where my father turned his back, and we got out and stayed with her. I never forgave him, and I never will. That was almost 30 years ago. He died within a year of that time. I don't miss him. I never cried for him. I wasn't the only one that made their bed...
"We only adopted you because I didn't want Melanie [older sister] to be an only child." - "Your biological mother is a druggie junkie alcoholic and you're going to end up JUST LIKE HER." - "You should be GRATEFUL I adopted you." - "You're gutter scum, just like your biological mother." And then all of the violence and beatings and getting knifed! Thanks, Mom!
My God. I'm sorry you had to deal with all that. You are worthy of love, but she was not worthy of you.
Load More Replies...There were plenty of abusive thinks I endured, several of those listed are familiar. But the one that didn't hurt me is the one that showed the narcs for what they were. "Well go to hell because of you!!!" (the cult telling them if children - atheist me - don't belong to the cult, the "parents" go to hell). It was ALWAYS about them, what they wanted. My concerns, needs, wants, ambitions didn't matter, I was there to serve THEM. And that's without mentioning the violence. [ .................. ] I cut them off permanently over 20 years ago, not a word to them until they croaked. I'll bet they called themselves "victims" because I chose silence and non-contact.
::hugs:: The empathy and sympathy that you, an "internet stranger" (so to speak) shows for these children/people is way more than most of them received from their actual parents. As an adopted child who went through some... stuff (see my comment on this article for a summary, lol) I can say... thank you. I appreciate it more than I can say with words. It sounds silly to type out, but for someone who took decades of hate and loathing from my mother (my dad was an awesome dad, but he was a weak person and didn't stop my mom... in fact, she verbally AND physically abused him as well) - it really actually means a lot to feel the very basic human empathy and sympathy from someone. Thank you. <3
Load More Replies...My sister told me that she was SA'd back in high school. When I relayed this info to our mother, she said, "Well, that was years ago. She should be over it by now." And that's why my mom is rotting in Hell.
"Don't come home." When I was 17 my mom and her husband lived 45 minutes out of town. I hated them and their psycho religious c**p. It was 22C below outside, on December 17. I went into town with them to go to school. They said that as I was getting out of the car. "Find somewhere else to stay because you're not welcome in our house any more." I was a sad kid with severe depression/anxiety/ADHD/PTSD and they made everything so, so much worse...
I did have a chance to move past it, about 12 years ago they were on hard times. He was a 5'3" dude who reeked of insecurity who was told by God that he would have a fitness equipment empire, in a town of 100k people where the market was already cornered. He had a CDL and could have gotten a high paying job as a truck driver at any time. My mom is virtually unemployable as she doesn't listen and constantly forces her religion on people. She'll just ignore instructions and do what God tells her. Anyway, they were virtually homeless living in an old camper trailer in the middle of winter. They were food insecure and often times cold. I gave them a gift certificate for $500 of groceries and $1000 in cash and told them it's more than they gave me when I was cold and afraid.
Load More Replies...Here's some good ones from my lovely mother: the electric bill would be lower if you'd keep your fat a*s out of the refrigerator. I wish I had aborted you. You're going to eat through your bariatric surgery and fail. Called my daughter, her granddaughter, an n-word lover. I honestly can't count the number of times she called me fat. She denies any of it happened, even after being told by several other family members.
Ooh ooh, I can play! Brought home a report card. Had a few A's, some B's, and three C's. Nothing lower, but three C's. My dad said, and I quote, "Get out of my sight. I don't even want to look at you. You make me sick."
Hmm, let's see. Starting puberty, skinny as f**k: "You're getting a fat a*s." When I had my first boyfriend, had intimacy problems and thought that could be related to the sexual abuse from older brother: "You never told us about that" (I did when I was 12, but they brushed it off). A couple years later when his gf had broken up with him (one of the reasons was the history of abuse) they called me up and told me: "Tell that girl it's all a lie or we'll never help you again" (I was living in an unheated house at the time during winter with no kitchen) My mother to my grandmother: "You know, ENSJ is not a pleasant child, unlike her older brother." Multiple times throughout my childhood and youth: "You are so weird, I bet you were swapped at birth. You're not like any of us." On the other hand, also heard the bitter "You're just like your father." "You shouldn't make the same mistakes I did and not have children. Being childfree is best. I wouldn't have children if I could go back."
After the Nth time of showing up at my parents house or at work (I worked with them at the time), bruised and bloodied from my abusive husband. They never said anything. They never did anything. I'd had so many black eyes and busted lips I lost count. There were times I couldn't sit because of how sore I was. I'd finally had enough. My husband wasn't going to change, and my son was now 4 and trying to get between us because he was tired of daddy hurting mommy. I called home, and explained I needed to leave before he k1lled me. My dad's response? You made your bed - lie in it. You're not coming home. Mom didn't stand up to him. I had no where and stayed. My MIL stood good where my father turned his back, and we got out and stayed with her. I never forgave him, and I never will. That was almost 30 years ago. He died within a year of that time. I don't miss him. I never cried for him. I wasn't the only one that made their bed...
