i hate my parents

[Despicablecel]

They ruined my life and were the worst possible parents of all time. I had the worst childhood and teen years of all time because of them. I was an orphan without the company of other orphans. I was the king of orphans. The moment I move out im never talking to them again.

 

[IncelusRex]

i RAPE my parents

 

[Space Orange]

What did they do to you and how old are you

 

[Despicablecel]

What did they do to you and how old are you

they ruined my life they essentially orphaned me from day 1 because of their incompatibility, selfishness and absolute incapability of being parents

 

[Space Orange]

they ruined my life they essentially orphaned me from day 1 because of their incompatibility, selfishness and absolute incapability of being parents

be more specific

 

[Intellau_Celistic]

be more specific

My mother, as kind as she may be, used to grab me very forcefully(By the neck, as I was fidgeting with items; I would ache from it) and repeatedly tell me "Do you hear me!?! If people see you doing that, they will think you are men-tally retar-ded!" while shaking me and shaking the item near my eyes. She would tell me how embarrassing it is to have an autistic son who fidgets with items as a form of stimulation. Other times, she would hit me. When I said, "Please don't hit me!" once, she started laughing.

Yes. I'd go grocery shopping with half-relatives...I gave them my snacks, I sought to help them feel comfortable. They laughed at me when I went to the mall and ignored my presence. They told me, "Get out of the car". They whined because Mother and I were present when they wanted to shop(We had appointments).

Indeed. When I was an adolescent, I was told to stay with my half-relatives whenever Mother had appointments.

I felt extremely uncomfortable due to them denigrating us, however, so I preferred to fidget with items or simply sit alone in a chair.

My half-relatives would always go upstairs when I'd have to stay over.

As I recall, the reason was "disgust", despite me being an autistic male fidgeting near the door/kitchen of their apartment.

Cannot say.

I'll elaborate on my paternal history, a bit:

I'd visit my paternal grandparents when I was a young child, often because my parents were arguing at home. While visiting, my younger cousin would use my grandparents' computer. I would sit on the sidelines and fidget with pencils and other objects, dropping them and upsetting my paternal grandfather.