why i hate my parents

I'm a grown adult who has very little contact with them. I could write a million words and still have things to say. I'll just put some quick reasons on why I hate them.

They never let me do anything fun. Kept me from everything they could. Ruined everything they possibly could for me. And loved to do that. Both of them played off one another and would blame the other one for everything.

They kept me overworked. My mother hoarded animals, guess who had to revolve his life around raising said animals.

Always made me feel bad about myself.

Didn't let me have any friends, all while saying "I want you to have friends" as they wouldn't let me do things with people.

Always treated me like a second class citizen. Everything was always about my parents first and foremost in the house.

Favored my other siblings who had a completely different life and actually had a childhood and weren't aware of all of the shit that I was.

Now, my older siblings are emotionally stunted and still want to pretend it's 1999. They don't work. They don't go to school. But dammit if they can't still talk about Beavis and Butthead. My parents sit around, argue, pretend to be sick, and eat junk food. AKA what they have been doing for their entire lives.

The basic bitch live I've created for myself is 100000X more than they've ever done, and could have done with FARRRRRRR greater ease. Yet, they didn't. I might as well be Bruce Wayne compared to my sibings. Good. Fuck them.

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anonymous Relationships February 11, 2026 at 12:34 pm 0 1