No sir. Had a standard-issue boring "gifted" childhood. Were you?

Post edited on 27th May 2011, 3:01pm

I'm not sure, maybe, I can't say for certain if I was abused because my dad's beatings gave me brain damage.

I don't know if what happened to me "counts" as abuse. I have many painful memories, and I'm unwilling to remeber them.

My dad's an alcoholic and could get pretty physical at times, not only with me but also my mom and sisters. We get along really well nowadays, though.

Physically yes, sexually I have some fussy memories that I hope were just my imagination.

>>4471
Almost the exact same story here. Mine was also verbally abusive though. Unlike your tale which ended on a rather positive note, my family still doesn't get along very well.

I'm not really sure if you'd count it as abuse, but I wasn't allowed to have friends out of fear they'd make me a bad kid--the only ones I could have were the ones they approved of I either didn't care much for or they didn't care much for me. As a result I became incredibly socially retarded and I don't think I can even maintain a friendship with someone unless its through a screen. Nowadays I still feel abused by my dad dropping subtle insults at me all the time. I want to think he didn't mean to do it back then, or what hes doing now, but I can't help to feel he doesn't like me.

Yup. Verbally by my mother and physically by my sister and my brother's father.

No idea if what my parents did counted as abuse. My psychologist says it did. Who knows?

Beaten or "Ass-whupped" as they say in Ebonics by my mother one time to the point of me bleeding. Hit with shit (belts, switches, think an extension cord) had shit like shoes thrown at me (thankfully nothing heavier like irons), was hit with shoes, had my room trashed by my bitch of a mother.

According to her (and my grandmother, and secondhand statements from my father's firefighter and police officer and paramedia friends/coworkers/whatever) my father is even shittier with corporal punishment and other garbage and controlling aspects. But that is a case of Unreliable Narrator, to use tropespeak and whatnot.

Threatened with death, etc. The "I brought yo into this world and I can take you out" bullshit. God I hate black culture at times & arguably became misogynist for a period of time, before I stopped extrapolating my mother's actions to all women, or all black women, or whatever. I fucking HATE sarcasm and "common sense" as a saying SETS ME OFF.

I've gone to counseling with her and it was awesome to dump all the shit she did to me on her and point out how she sabotaged my shit like refusing to give me my social security number then bitching at my not getting into other colleges/lack of applications etc etc even though I told her I Was waiting for the damn thing. And the bitch hit me too due to that/around that subject. I could've fucking gone to YALE or a HBCU (black tertiary education)......well IF I got accepted - but I was getting papers and whatnot from them.

She also forced me to get student loans in college, bitched when I withdrew from classes that I didnt want to take (First semester she had me take this course when I realized it was not advantageous and to withdraw - and she complained when I wouldve failed if I didnt withdraw - and some other of her meddling). YOU made me go to this college, and you bitch about student loans when YOU said YOU WOULD MAKE ME PAY FOR STUDENT LOANS YOU FUCKING MADE ME TAKE OUT IN TH FIRST PLACE!

Especially given there was a cheaper city college/s I could've gone to....but NOOOOOO it's too ghetto and my cousins got fucked up on spiked weed or something and they're completely fucking paranoid when I probably wouldve gotten more scholarships or whatever going there, and would've had familiarity AND it was way closer to where I live than the suburban college I go to now.

And her other meddling in other things like 'get a job' then bitching about me looking for a job in the ghetto, then bitching about me not taking classes in college, then bawwwing about me not having a job during summer, then....yeesh.

I remember shit like that within recent history, and have not gotten over it fully. Thanks /tc/ for ressurecting this. I hope I transfer out soon and can go to somewhere where I can live alone and use my Asperger diagnosis (Gotten from college) to get a single person dorm, smoke weed and watch anime or whatever all day like a true otaku hikki neet

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EDIT: also of course this is biased and disorganized stream-of-counciousness rant so w/e