Crustaciouse
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Since my parents came from a third world country their first choice of punishment was always physical beatings.
It has definitely caused lasting damage to me, for example I flinch very easily and sometimes if I see someone's hand coming towards me my initial thought is that I'm gonna get hit and i flinch even though it isn't going to be an attack. And I'm extremely high inhib which was definitely caused by my parents.
Some of the worst beatings I remember are: when I was in elementary school I got bad grades at one of the parent teacher conferences, and when we got home I was doing my homework with my mother trying to help me do it, and she eventually got so aggravated that she took a wooden ruler and hit it on the top of my head, the ruler broke in half because of the force.
Another instance my dad hit me hard on the leg with a broom and left a giant bruze on my leg.
Most times even if I was seriously crying and apologizing my parents would still keep beating me because in their sick minds I guess they thought that is an appropriate punishment.
I remember at one particular time my dad was beating me and I cried out by saying "stop you really hurt me" because I was badly hurt and he said "I want to hurt you". That moment made me realise that the beatings wherent to teach me a lesson, instead it was their way of punishing me and they would let off steam by doing it whenever they got mad at me.
Other incels, share your abuse stories.
It has definitely caused lasting damage to me, for example I flinch very easily and sometimes if I see someone's hand coming towards me my initial thought is that I'm gonna get hit and i flinch even though it isn't going to be an attack. And I'm extremely high inhib which was definitely caused by my parents.
Some of the worst beatings I remember are: when I was in elementary school I got bad grades at one of the parent teacher conferences, and when we got home I was doing my homework with my mother trying to help me do it, and she eventually got so aggravated that she took a wooden ruler and hit it on the top of my head, the ruler broke in half because of the force.
Another instance my dad hit me hard on the leg with a broom and left a giant bruze on my leg.
Most times even if I was seriously crying and apologizing my parents would still keep beating me because in their sick minds I guess they thought that is an appropriate punishment.
I remember at one particular time my dad was beating me and I cried out by saying "stop you really hurt me" because I was badly hurt and he said "I want to hurt you". That moment made me realise that the beatings wherent to teach me a lesson, instead it was their way of punishing me and they would let off steam by doing it whenever they got mad at me.
Other incels, share your abuse stories.