I don’t want to sound like a little baby complain about “how hard my life is boo hoo”, but I really have no one to talk to about this and my relationship with my parents concerns me, and I can never have a convo w/ them for the way they treat me because I don’t know /how/. I don’t want to sound like a pissy teen.
To everyone else, it just looks like I’m being a temperamental teen. Part of that is true, but my mood swings have passed, and I don’t show emotion on the outside anymore unless it’s anger or crying.
It’s hard to explain what my parents do, because I can’t keep track of the things they say or do to me, but it just happened now and it goes like this:
Dad: “There’s a HUGE poop stain over here!” (I own two ferrets and for exercise they run around. They do poop sometimes in the wrong area. If anyone points it out before I find it, I’m yelled at/harshly scolded, and then kicked away from whatever I’m doing and to ‘keep a better eye on them’, which makes no sense to me, because if you own ferrets you’d know that nothing can stop them from pooping unless you’ve litter trained them. And my ferrets are a bit… well, I’m working on it. And ferrets are almost impossible to know where they are, and I cannot keep an eye on them for 4+ hours, I have things to do.)
Me: I panic because once my dad points it out I get a yelling from both of my parents. My fear and anxiety always turns up as anger
Me: (with some attitude) “It’s NOT poop, the cat threw up!” (which is true)
Dad: (some attitude) “Then who’s going to take care of it?”
Me: “It’s a hairball!”
Dad: (attitude) That didn’t answer my QUESTION. (he speaks like this way sometimes when I get on his nerves because we fight constantly, and it only makes me more scared so I scowl in defense mode because in the past he’d yell at me and verbally abuse me).
Me: I get up holding my tongue and play with my ferret in another room to remove myself from the situation
Most of the time it’s like this:
Mom: question
Me: “I don’t know I-”
Mom: repeats question and adds another question
Me: “I don’t know, probably-”
Mom: repeats question
Me: “I DON’T KNOW!” (or I ignore her, which makes her more upset and she persists)
This happens 3+ times every day, and it’s gotten to the point whenever I hear her voice rise my heart flutters and I have to block myself to prepare her to yell at me.
Other times:
Mom: storms in and yells at me for something I did or didn’t do
Me: “OKAY”
Mom: will continue to rant even though I know this and she knows this
This happens 2 times a day, which makes me hate coming home or being in the same room with her, but she’s the only parental figure I trust so I deal with it, even though sometimes she makes me so scared I feel sick/pain.
I just don’t know how to stop myself from getting angry. My dad abused me and sexually abused me in the past, but there hasn’t been a real incident in a few weeks/month. So I really have no excuse to yell and snap at him even when he’s asking me a question. Sometimes he’ll do something because he messes a lot of things up and I think mean thoughts in my head, and I act exasperated with him.
In the past he would kick my cat and threaten to harm or throw me out of the house because of my ferrets. I got some of it on video but it got deleted.
I already know I’m a bad person, I just don’t know why my parents make me so stressed and sick, and how to stop being angry at them.