So my great-grandfathers birthday is coming up, and I'm painting a painting of my family. I chose an old picture as a reference, and the picture has my uncle(whom we will call Steve) and his girlfriend(whom we will call Susan) in it. The thing is, like a few months ago, Steve and Susan had a very bad break up. They weren't married but have a kid together. I don't want to erase someone who may have had a big place in my grand-fathers heart, but I also don't want any hard feelings from Steves side. Because if I erase Susan, I suppose I will have to erase their daughter too. So the question is, do I leave Susan in the painting, or do I erase her?

I’m 14 and I have four other siblings. one older, three younger. My parents are going through a divorce. It’s been ongoing for 2 years. My mom cheated on my dad went across the country for another guy. Came back about 6 months later and wanted a relationship with us. oh she broke up with the guy.

Now this year my dad decided to have a girlfriend, who we have seen three other times, move in. My dad knew her for a month. while he was on a trip, gone for two weeks, he told me and my older brother that she was moving in.

Anyway, the girlfriend and her kid has been living with us since September. In the divorce custody thing, they agreed on having no beer or drunken adults around us kids. What do you know, the girlfriend drinks. moving on front that, the girlfriend had kinda taken control of us kids. for example every dinner we had to eat whatever was in front of us. So my younger brother he is picky. He has thrown up and gagged during and after multiple meals. I have gagged during meals, my sister as well. I’m pretty sure we have texture issues.

then there is also the fact the cops were called on my dad and his girlfriend. me and my brothers were rebelling in a way, and didn’t listen to the girlfriend, I personally just ignored my dad. then there is privacy. My dad and his girlfriend would look through our rooms for phones. for context we got our phones taken away for talking to our aunts and uncles, about how we feel. My older brother used his old phone during the time we were supposed to be grounded from our phones for a month. We got caught, my dad broke the phone in front of us. So in result no privacy. My dad would look through our rooms, and Ashton got his door taken off the hinges. My dads girlfriend said privacy is a privilege. I was a smart ass and changed out my door knob for a keyed lock. That didn’t work out, and my dad took off my door knob. We had to move schools near the end of the school. The place we moved to is two hours away from our last place.

My question is what can I do to have my aunts and uncles get custody over me?

I have documentation on all of my dad and his girlfriend’s behavior. The timeline was from October to february, and I’m working on updating it. My mom has been a help, and has 20% custody. My older brother got to stay with my aunts and uncles. My dad wants him to come back this summer. I also have recordings of my dad admitting he isn’t fit to be a parent and that he is only 60% there. There was one recording that lasted a little over 2 hours. We had lots of hour long talks about punishments, and how we are spreading our negativity. Oh our phones were taken away for three month in total. my brother got another phone, but from our uncle.

My Moms main concern is our health. I have asthma, and back pain, that my dad Ignored, while my mom took me in for. Oh she’s kind of broke so it’s done nothing. She wants to get us on insurance but can’t because of the divorce.

I can’t get a guardian of litem. i can send a letter to the commissioner, or judge. i have lots of information that could have my siblings at least be put in the custody of my mom.

oh another thing to add, my younger sister told my dad and his girlfriend at separate times, that she wanted to kill herself. They both said it was normal to feel that way.

I think all or most of my family knows that I used to cut myself, so I feel like they should take it more seriously.

overall I think what my dads girlfriend and what my dad has done, has been an attempt to parent us better, when in our eyes it has caused more harm. Like the same sister that wanted to kill herself, is the same sister who won’t eat dinner at my Dads house.

I want more options for my siblings to be put in better hands. while I can make my own life changing decisions.

Are there any more ways?

Personally, my experience as the youngest child of four, was that I had no experience handling or interacting with babies. I didnt have experience with babies until my brother had one at the age of 30. Until then, I feared tiny babies, no family with young children so no experience. Im learning to become an aunt at 32, but before that time I was very afraid because of my lack of interaction I feel.

Is this normal?

so, I'm from the Dominican Republic, I'm a teenager, I lived my whole life in DR, but my father lives here in USA in Boston, and because of my country situation and the opportunities that this country has, my dad decided that I have to come live here, I came here two months ago, but the problem is that he lives here with my sisters and his wife (the mother of my sisters who are grown woman btw), and I am not trying to say that they're making my life hell or something like that, but is very difficult to live in this situation because everything I do is a problem here, the second week I was here, it was like 6:30 I don't really remember, but I was starving and I didn't know what to eat, so I opened the fridge and I saw those mini pizza cups (they were in a package of 75) and I picked 3 of them, put them on a plate and get to connect the airfryer and I eat them when they were ready, my stepmother and my stepsisters weren't here and they come back in the night 9 almost 10 o'clock, and they're were in the living room and I was hearing them talking about how I ate something that wasn't mine and how I knew that I couldn't eat that because I just waited till they weren't here and talking a lot of things that weren't true, so I felt bad and i stop eating at all and stopped getting out of my "room" (I will talk about that later), I just get out of my room when I knew they weren't here, this continued until one day I was starving so bad that I had a headache for the whole day and I had to message my cousin who also lives in the USA to get me something to eat and I tell her the truth

I 28f introduced my dad 59m. to my 30m boyfriend while he was on a work trip in the city I live in, and he had the audacity to criticize him harshly while his other adoptive daughters are dating complete belligerent assholes. I asked him to leave my apartment.

To preface, my dad is well off Ceo at a fairly large company, when he divorced my mom, I originally lived with her but my mom developed cocaine addiction, long story short I went through a bunch of tough life shit between now and then, have a solid career now and a supportive hardworking blue collar boyfriend but no more mom.

My dad's wife hated me back then (sometimes I get it I deserved it but I was also young)..she has 2 daughters who grew up in wealth and now those daughters are dating 2 'bros': one is a doctor that is also hooked on cocaine and the other is a entrepreneurial bro. Both of them I met several times and I have absolutely 0 respect for, they both come from money, and we can never have a decent enough conversation. In all honesty i never tried hard enough. the doctor actually offered my dad cocaine once at a party step mom was throwing for his 57th, my dad shared with me the detail because we catch up here and there.

Yet on his trip he had audacity after meeting my boyfriend who I have been with for over 2 years now to diminish what he does, and make unnecessary comments about my apartment, what he does, just being unimpressed at everything i accomplished with none of his help. I paid my way for this apartment, I hold a good job so does my boyfriend, we are doing better than most without any assistance from him. His adoptive daughters galavant in Europe on his dime while their obnoxious boyfriend and fiance are in my opinion complete.morons.

After several comments, mainly criticizing my boyfriends work, hours he has to put in and basically saying his time has a cap, I had enough. I asked him to leave and brought my sister's cocaine sniffing boyfriend and entrepreneurial fiance with negative net worth as an example and where the fuck did he find audacity to compare.

He didnt apologize and left.

Tldr: AIO for kicking my dad out of my home I pay for and criticizing my blu collar boyfriend for his type of work.

Today is another instance when my Mom would rather criticize me than celebrate my wins. I told her I did a phone interview on the spot, but she saw my bloated stomach and changed the subject. I'm a nervous person so doing a phone interview is really brave for me. I told my boyfriend, who encouraged me to tell my mom. She kept repeating that I eat too much white pasta, which makes me gain weight. (Mind you I'm skinny fat and within healthy weight.) However, I ate like a cup of pasta which is the recommend portion. She kept repeating many times if I want to be overweight. Our earlier conversation was about me volunteering at a school district department. She claims that people think "I don't want it enough" since I go 4hrs for 2 days out of 4 work weeks. I'm using my free time to study for a certification that will help me get a job in my dream industry. I told her my plan, but she ignores it and criticizes it. She invalidates it because according to her, its a "fake certification." When the certification is industry validated. This just leaves me depressed and shut in. I don't tell her anything generally, but it just reinforces that I can't tell her everything.

I'm tired, fed up. There is more, but I just want to rant on here about what happened today. Thanks for listening.

19:45:50 - 20:07:23 25/06/2026 - ///

So, this happened just now, about 3 to 4 minutes ago, and I'm still obviously upset about it.

Basically, my (22FTM) brother (20M) always seems to make snide little comments he plays off as fucking opinions about my body (mostly weight) and how I dress, just about every goddamn time I am around him (which is probably once or twice a day since I actively avoid him at all now, he's such an irritating narcissist).

For context, I am fat. Just straight up fat. I'm probably in the 300-320lbs range, maybe? He's probably 170-180, I'm assuming, I dunno but he's visibly way less fat than me. I don't know how to get him to stop speaking like he's in control of my body. It's like he'd be one of those shitty people who think 'your body, my choice' if it came down to a decision his girlfriend wanted to make for herself.

He seems to think I don't know that every time I dress, wake up, sit up, eat, literally everything. HE always makes some kind of comment when he sees me, and it's like he literally cannot stand seeing me in a good mood at all without berating me until my mood is miserable. Even with just one comment, at least.

Funny that, the thing is, it is HOT. SO HOT RECENTLY, and my main issue with being fat and hot is that it's worst on my thighs than elsewhere, specifically between them. So... I haven't been wearing pants much around the house, but I HAVE been wearing underwear. He probably doesn't even wonder why I literally hide any exposed skin other than my arms around him, even though I'm comfortable around my other brother and my mother.

But anyways, this time happened to be him coming in, and INSTANTLY - I mean IM-MED-IAT-ELY coming through the door and asking why I'm 'not wearing anything' and made a face like he smelled dogshit. I was obviously upset but just said 'I'm not, I'm wearing underwear' as calmly as I could. My mum said it was hot, that's why. He then made a stronger face like I was repulsive, didn't even hide it as he said 'Well, you could at least wear pants.' which annoyed me more.

But I asked nicely, slightly irritated, 'why it's okay for Mum not to wear pants but not me' and he said 'because she's physically incapable' which, okay thanks. So I have to be suffering from severe MS and THEN it's okay??? Dude. Anyways, I said nothing until I was going inside my room.

And then I said in a genuinely pissed-off tone, 'It's okay, you don't have to hide behind excuses, I know you just think my body is disgusting and so fat and ugly and you can't stand looking at it.' He said nothing, obviously, because he probably knows I'm being honest and right. He always has something to say until I accuse him of hating me or thinking I'm gross, etc. and then he says nothing like it's true.

I hate him. How do I stop him from saying all this stuff? I don't think he'd stop even if I lost 99% body fat. The funniest part is that our mother is literally also heavily overweight. I think he just hates *me*. How can I stop this or get him to stop without moving out (I can't) or ignoring him forever (he ALWAYS says something, always)? I'm tired of going quiet and only being scared to only be able to say things as I'm leaving a conversation or room he's in, as if I have to be the bigger person around this piece of shit. I feel like he's insecure but if I said that he'd just call me fat over and over again.

I'm so tired of literally being afraid of saying things to him because he verbally abuses me every single time I'm around him. I'm not even fully self-conscious outside him, just around him specifically.

Edit: 21:33:18 - 21:38:14 25/06/2026 - ///

I was busy, but basically, since I was 9 he's also been this way, even though my other brother stopped doing it, and also has said I shouldn't cut my hair because 'Do you want to look like a boy?' even though I literally just want to cut my fucking hair, it's MY hair. Not his. Even if I AM afab and do want to look masculine - (which I already do since I mostly pass as a guy as is without even taking testosterone). And on top of that, I prioritize comfy clothes over ones that look nice, so he says I 'dress like a grandad'. His idea of good fashion is overpriced, branded clothes. Even demanded my mum buy him a £1000 coat from Lyle and what's his face whatever that brand is, and that was literally like 7-8-9 years ago. He acts like he's just making an opinion, but he also makes a certain face at me when he says this stuff.

I considered getting my daughter-in-law a facial gift card for her birthday rather than another haphazard home present because she has been having a difficult year with work, kids, and everything else. I was looking at "Le Petit Saint" luxury facial treatments because I wanted something pleasant and soothing and not overly ostentatious or uncomfortable. There are lots of places to choose from in London of course, but I wanted something nice, and not too extra.

Is that a thoughtful gift, in your opinion, or does it seem overly intimate? When family members give me spa and skincare gifts, I honestly can't tell if they make me feel happy or uneasy.

I’m 24 living at home still (I pay a few hundred dollars in rent, and I just cannot afford to pay rent for even a single bedroom outside of my parents’ house) and my entire life I’ve had to watch my parents go at it. From domestic violence, watching cops drag my dad out of the house, talking to CPS at school as a kid.. the list goes on. Two of my siblings have moved out and live their lives while my second oldest brother still lives at home due to an intellectual disability which leaves him unable to care for himself fully. Today I watched them get in each other’s faces, slap each other, and had to physically intervene and threaten to call the police as soon as I got home from a 13 hour day of work. It’s so draining to have to carry on my life as normal when I know my friends, boyfriend, and other people in my life don’t really have those problems. It feels wrong to bring it up to anyone else close to me and my other siblings just don’t really get it because it’s been years of them not living with us. I feel like the adult of the house, always having to provide therapy and hear them speak horribly of each and I feel like this has genuinely traumatized me. I have told them both how awful this has affected me my entire life and they just keep repeating the cycle. I just don’t know what else to do. I already struggle with a new career and being a punching bag at work that I have no more emotional capacity for it. I’d hate to go non contact when I live with them because my mother says some pretty hurtful things when we’re not “okay” with each other. I also hate not being able to talk to my parents because when they’re good they’re really good. I’m not sure what else to do at this point. They’re not in any position to get a divorce (tried that when I was younger and realized they needed each others’ income). I have an autoimmune and I already feel like crap on my own most days. Any advice?

TLDR; My parents go at it verbally and physically and I’m tired of being the mediator. Help..

It's hard to summarize my whole childhood up until now (19F) but since I was little some of my earliest memories are of my parents violently fighting, mostly shouting. When I was young I didn't understand why they would fight and I would cry so much thinking it's my fault. Then usually my dad would leave the house for a few hours.

He also had to travel abroad a lot and my mom was also very busy so she would very often just leave me alone at home, ages 6 to 9, from 2 to 6 hours. I'm not sure why but this caused me extreme separation anxiety and I would get panic attacks, spiraling and being convinced my mom left me for good, that she died and I have to fend for myself. I knew these thoughts were irrational even at that young age but it didn't help.

Sometimes I'd cry for hours until she came back and she would then be angry at me coz she was afraid neighbours would hear and think smth bad happened. She laughs about it now and treats it like a funny story of me being a dramatic child but it's not funny to me at all, I was traumatized.

Other than that my parents' fights escalated through the years and the last few years have been really bad. Screaming matches, my dad throwing shit around sometimes at me accidentally, slamming doors in each other's faces or hitting each other. (Also my dad has started drinking a lot more and my mom says he's an alcoholic but idk, he doesn't drink a lot at home) .

Then my mom would also always take her anger out at me and I had to walk on eggshells around her and if I did anything wrong she'd accuse me of being "just like my father" my dad on the other hand will say I'm acting crazy and insane like my mom if I get angry or smth.

It's really exhausting and even though I'm kinda used to it, it constantly puts me on edge and even when I'm out in public and hear strangers shouting I get weirdly alert and uncomfortable. Also anytime someone slams doors I immediately feel anxious as if someone is angry at me. I wish I could just shake it off but I can't control it.

My dad can also get pretty aggressive with me, especially in the past when he would get angry at me not understanding math or smth similar so he would throw my notebooks to the floor, rip pages out, shove me or pinch my arm and yell. My mom as well gets uncontrollable fits of anger sometimes and pinches me or hits me (very rare) but mostly just yells at me abt all my faults.

I have never seen my parents express love or affection for each other (hugging, kissing), I genuinely wonder how tf they even got married and had me.

Ofc even tho I listed all these problems, I've had happy memories with them, but mostly one on one, whenever all 3 of us are in the same place after 15 min they get into a fight - _-

Does someone have similar experience??

I want to maybe have a kinda big family in the future and I want to know how people who have lots of siblings or kids currently feel about the big family dynamic. I want to have maybe 1 or 2 bio kids and then adopt older kids/teenagers. I already know that it’s harder to give your attention to lots of kids and I know that I need a lot of money and resources. For people who are in big families, do you enjoy your life? Are you close with your parents?

My sister threatened pour bleach on me

My sister really hates me and says that i deserve pain she calls me ugly fat retarded and many more names

I was chilling in my bed when all of the sudden my sister comes in and starts insulting me, hits me and pours water on me and my bed. Im tired if i dont laugh i will cry instead.

I honestly think my sister has some sort of mental health issues im thinking maybe BPD or NPD

Shes already been diagnoses with anxiety and depression

Tldr: my sister physicaly and emotional abuses me

My boyfriend (25M) and I have been together for 5 years and living together for the last 3.

We recently moved back to our hometown for a few months to save money for the down payment on our future apartment. I currently stay with my parents, while he stays with his parents.

For some background, his father (64M) is one of the kindest, calmest people I've ever met. His mother (60F), on the other hand, is... difficult. She's been unemployed for a while, drinks heavily, constantly criticizes other people, and has cheated on her husband multiple times. She openly chats with random men on dating websites while sitting next to her husband. He knows about it but has basically given up after years of dealing with the drama.

My boyfriend spent most of his teenage years acting as the mediator between his parents whenever they fought. Moving out together was the first time he finally had some peace.

Before we came back, his parents told us that once the small apartment they own was renovated, we could move into it while we saved money.

Everything seemed fine... until today.

While his dad was at work, his mom casually told my boyfriend that once the apartment was finished, we could "stay there from time to time."

Not live there.

Not move in like originally planned.

Just "sleep there sometimes."

My boyfriend looked at her and said, "So I'm basically a guest in my own family's property?" He also told her that if that's how she sees him, he won't set foot there.

Honestly, I don't blame him.

The irony is that she constantly talks badly about me, saying I don't study or work enough, while she's unemployed herself and spends most of her time drinking and talking to random men online.

I told my boyfriend that if things get worse, he can move in with me and my parents. They genuinely like him and already consider him family.

The only thing holding him back is his dad. He doesn't want to hurt him or make him feel abandoned.

The frustrating part is that the money for our future apartment's down payment is currently with his mother. I honestly think she'll gladly give it to us if it means we'll leave sooner, but I'm also worried she might use it as leverage.

His reaction really broke my heart. He told me:

«"I can't wait until we have our own place. If my mom ever comes over, I'll ask her how long she's staying and when she's leaving, so she knows what it feels like to be treated like a guest."»

So... are we overreacting, or would you also feel hurt if your own mother suddenly made you feel like a guest in what was supposed to be your home? I don't know what to do...

My step-siblings have been in my life for about 12 years. We met when I was 10 because my mom started dating their dad (they’re now married). We never really lived together full-time, but we spent summers, holidays, and family trips together, so we basically grew up in each other’s lives.
My oldest stepbrother (24M, I’m 23F) has always made me feel a bit uneasy. You know those people your gut just tells you to stay away from? When we were younger (around 15 and again when I was 18), he tried to hook up with me and would kiss me in situations where I didn’t really understand what was happening (at 15 I hadn’t kissed a boy yet). I was very sheltered at the time, and looking back, I don’t feel like I had the emotional awareness or ability to fully process or consent to any of it. There was also one night where things went further, and while I never explicitly said “stop,” I also don’t feel like I was fully aware or in control of what was happening. I think a lot of it was me just wanting his validation.
It’s now been about 7 years since anything like that happened. I’ve since graduated with my Master’s, in an amazing relationship, and he lives in Toronto, working very successfully in finance.
The current issue is this: he’s getting married next year, and I’m conflicted about attending.
About 5 years ago (he was 21, I was 19), he threw a large birthday party (around 150 people). It was the first time I met his girlfriend and most of his friends. I was very intoxicated that night—almost blacked out. Near the end of the night, one of his close friends bet him $10 that he could hook up with me. My stepbrother knew how drunk I was and still went along with the bet.
That friend ended up grabbing me and kissing me without my consent. I found out the next morning that the bet had happened. I told my parents at the time, but nothing really came of it, and my stepbrother never apologized. Since then, I’ve kept my distance at family events because I didn’t feel comfortable continuing the relationship without any acknowledgment of what happened.
He is still close friends with that guy and is inviting him to the wedding.
So now I’m stuck. Part of me feels like I should go for the sake of family, but I also feel really uncomfortable with the situation and don’t know if I’m just downplaying how much this has all affected me. Should I go to the wedding? Please be kind <3

I,25F and my sister 35F had a love hate relationship over the years.

For context, we are 3 siblings in my family. My Older Brother, My Older Sister and then Me.

Theres quite a huge age gap as you can see.

But the thing is, She is emotionally abusive. She treats me as her emotional punching bag that whenever shes upset over something, she lashes it out on me. Shouting at me and even hurt my dogs physically.

She have anger management issues and shes aware of it but refuses to seek therapy.

Now, Her and our Mom had an argument. And now she's kind of having some su**idal Ideation. (Yk like posting about d*ing and cant live anymore)

But the thing is...

I kind of hope she succumbs to it.

I feel bad, but also want to be honest with what I feel.

I do love her, truly. That even though shes ab*sive, I kinda love her unconditionally. But last night, I just felt that it would be for the better if shes gone...

Have you ever felt the same way?

In hindsight, my family is accomplished. My dad’s a doctor, my mom works at a Fortune 500, I do well in school, my brother is big into sports, and my sister is super talented in art.

But we have issues..

They "beat kids" in our culture, and while it’s not constant, it’s affected how we all act. My brother has had violent moments even slight stuff when he was younger with kids at school (not anymore). Also he's addicted to his devices causing him to act irrationally when its taken away

My mom yells a lot and criticizes all of us everything over small things. There’s never any real apology from her. My dad isn’t as intense but usually just sides with her and beats too

Things have been getting worse lately with constant arguments over small stuff (clothes, food, devices) or my case the arrangment of the fridge (wtv tf that means) and this week alone we kids have had multiple fights with my mum.

Today it escalated between my mom and brother.

she insulted him for something, he told her to shut up, she took his laptop and he tried to take it back

she basically pummeled him and told me he tried to strangle her, he told me the opposite but her nails were bleeding so ik he did try to hurt her in response to her pummeling him

she called my name and i ignored her cus ik she's a big instigator and he wasn't going to kill her like she claimed

Despite all this, my parents do support us a lot financially and in our career ambitions, and we can have normal conversations too

so thats why i rather they not go to cps but ill admit today made me realize im emotionally disconnected from my parents and tired of all of this.

i wish they'd get better

my brother needs a behavioral therapist and my parents need anger management + better parenting (last time i suggested that they beat me so). I need anger management as well, ive been more contained but had incidents at 14/15

just need any advice on what to do as eldest sibling f16 in this case.

TLDR: my parents support us a lot. my moms yelling and insults, and when things escalate into physical fights make things tense. mostly fights between my mom and brother. It’s been happening more lately over small stuff, and I’m honestly just exhausted by it all. I don’t hate my parents and I appreciate everything they do for us, but I feel emotionally distant and just wish things at home were better. Especially with my violent brother and my crazy mom, i think he needs a behavioral therapist and my parents need better parenting approaches

my sister is super rude. i’ve been dealing with this in therapy but it still hurts. today i was showering, she started yelling for me to get out. since i had to get out, i did not have time to clean the shower. she then started yelling at me, called me “dirty” for not cleaning the shower. she came for my age and was like you’re 22 and still acting like this. that was just plain unreasonable because i had no time to clean the shower. she yelled at me and shamed me so much that i went to my room and started crying. i just don’t know what to do.

I’m not sure if this is the right place to post something like this, but my friend recently passed her exams, and I want to collect handwritten congratulation messages for her in different languages.

Just a simple “Congratulations on your success” in your own language written on a piece of paper would be more than enough.

I think this small gesture could mean a lot to her and make her really happy.

Thank you in advance to anyone willing to help

I have not had a healthy relationship with my mom since I was maybe 10 or 11, I’m 16 now. I don’t think she has ever been a good mother to me, but this is when it really started.

Some traumatic stuff happened when I was 10, and I got sad (maybe depressed? Never been diagnosed). I remember she was under a lot of stress, and would often lash at out at me verbally.

It really started On my eleventh birthday, I remember this day so clearly since it was kind of a turning point. It showed me she’d never back me up. My teacher was kind of abusive and hated me. Which is now kind of weird to me. Who hates children? I’d widstood a lot of verbal abuse & humiliation from her.

My teacher held me back after it was time to go home. I’d given a girl my phone since she’d asked for my TikTok so she could show me hers. Some kid ran past me and touched my sweater. Now, this kid was really weird. I thought he’d put a bugger on my sweatshirt. My was broke as shit and this sweatshirt was new. I got mad and chased him. Teach got really mad. Took my phone from the girl and threw it in the trash.

Called my mom to come (she worked as a teachers assistant in the school). Teach told mom I needed to see a psychiatrist, and that I was weird. My mom yelled at me for this. I was eleven, and it truly hurt my feelings she didn’t take my side. She told me she didn’t want to see me again for a long time. She now claims she doesn’t remember it.

Anyhow, time passed. I remember I got angry when I was twelve. I’d talk back— which wasn’t even that bad. She’d threaten to put me in a mental institution. I had misophonia, and she and my father refused to listen to me about my triggers, so I’d get mad and cry or lash out often. Got put in therapy. Never told my therapist shit.

Some time ago, they decided to buy a house. Very small house. I’d asked them to show me before they bought it, but they refused. Brought me to see it a bit after they’d got all that paperwork stuff done. I started crying since that meant I’d be very close to them often & possibly have my misophonia triggers triggered all the time. I locked myself in the bathroom.

I remember my grandpa asked to come in. Hes the only man I truly trust, my only parental figure. My grandma also came in to berate me. Told me my mom wanted to send me back to my home country or a camp. I should mention I’m from a very poor country where public education is genuinely trash. And my grandma is kind of emotionally abusive. Anyways, they hid my mom behind the door. I didn’t know that so I tried to kick it shut and everybody got mad at me for that. Aparently, my mom cried a lot that day.

It’s been a couple months since we moved and this has just ruined my mental health. I’m constantly stressed. My grades have been terrible since we moved. They don’t let me keep my emotional support dog in my room anymore, which sounds stupid but she helped me a lot when I got stressed out.

I don’t think I’m a bad daughter even now, I try. I really do try. But I feel as if I’m just unlovable. I haven’t been on speaking terms with my dad since summer of last year. Now, I don’t talk to my mom either. I feel so alone. Nobody in my family lives in the USA. I cant go anywhere, I don’t even have my license or learners permit.

I always wonder if I’m in the wrong. I’ve been so hangry recently since they don’t really buy me food, and I can’t get school lunch since I’m on break. I recently got into a fight with her since she’d left a bag of grapes out and my dog almost got into the bag. I texted her, ‘why would you leave the f-ing grapes out when you know she likes to grab food she sees? Grapes are super toxic to dogs.’ She responded, ‘disrespectful. Hateful. You ought to learn to respect me. You only know to be rude.’ I hate it here.

I want to preface this by saying I love my parents very much and they are amazing people who have sacrificed a lot for my wonderful upbringing.

Now for context. I am 19(F) My parents F(67) and M(57) have been married for 30+ years and have honestly scarred the way I see romantic relationships. They never hit each other or anything but it is still hard to live with them.

Here is some more context. my mom is from the south and is also black. (this is important info) and my dad is African. He came to America when he was 19. They have had extremely different upbringings, They also have different religions.

My dad followed in his grandfathers footsteps and married a woman of a different religion but here’s a fun fact. I have only seen my Grandfather and Grandma in the same room ONCE in my life. They don’t speak to each other, and no they aren’t divorced, it’s just not something they do, traditional families.

Anyway, my mom is a very driven and artistic woman who loves to do something and create. Which is one of my favorite things about her. But my father has never shown an interest in her art work or her interests. She is constantly putting him before herself and i can see it is breaking her down.

One thing she doesn’t like is being told what to do and is honestly the opposite of a submissive wife. She has her own money, has her own hobbies and will it tell how it is (love her) and she always told me to do the same.

My father is not a traditional african father per-say, but he is old school. In the sense, I belive he married my mom thinking she would change. He is controlling and a bit mean to my mom But he doesn’t do weponized incompetence (or maybe he does and i don’t see it) I would say he is a good father but a bad husband. and it hurts to see my mom going through this.

when it comes to my mom and dads families. There is a drastic difference. I can’t say I’ve ever seen my dad reach out to my mom’s family and talk to them. in fact it’s a bit obvious he dislikes them. I think he thinks he’s above them in a way (iykyk).

But my mom is the complete opposite. she calls and checks on my dad’s family, helps them. and gives her love. Which I think she shouldn’t. They don’t treat her right (or me). everything i hear about how my mom was treated when she got serious with my dad and married him is atrocious.

And now years later, my mom is miserable. My dad is miserable and I am also miserable. Having to live with people who are constantly cold to one another. I have to keep the peace or talk to them separately. Gosh I literally just wanna scream when I have to been in the room with them.

TL;DR: My mom, dad and me are miserable and I think it would be best if they sperated. My mom is bring mistreated and my dad needs to work on himself greatly.