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Thevy29 Damn, it must have been hard. Sounds just like my parents, so I sympathize with you, man.
To my dad, I was just a slave to do his biddings. I was like a dog to him to listen to every command for every little things. He likes to drink tea, so he asked me to do things like filling his teapot with hot water instead of getting up and filling it himself. Whenever he needed help with anything, he would come straight to me or some of my siblings without even trying to find the answer himself first. My life was filled with stuff like that. He raised me to be a coward without a voice because he used fear as a tactic to control me. It felt like we were born to make his life easier. I grew up to be a doormat for other people and him.
For my mom, mind-fucking is the perfect word to describe what she does. She always mixes what is right and what is wrong up, even to this day. When I was trying to learn a new skill, she would discourage me by saying I cannot do shit right. Not a single advice I gave her that she listened to until she saw in front of her very eyes that I was right. She told me to listen to authorities and not to hang out with friends because I might get lost or kidnapped growing up. I grew up being naive and lost myself because I was taught that normal things like sleeping over with friends or standing up for myself against tyrannical teachers were bad. Everything and everyone are right, except for me. I never understood why she is so fucking dumb. Like she restricted my growth and dumb me down so hard when I was trying to grow up.
Anyway, thanks for sharing your story. It amazing that we can relate like this. Stay strong. 💪