
AyMxsty
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My parents are just fucking cancer to interact with anytime I’m forced too.
My dad has basically been feeding me ropefuel and all throughout my childhood has complained that I’m so short because I didn’t eat beans even tho my mum is 4 foot 11 and the nigger is 5’6.
He genuinely makes me feel worthless at times and it’s not even his fault because he’s just the average African parent.
He’s always criticised for stuff ever since I was 5 and blamed it on me and then saying it’s not even ur fault it’s ur mums with everything, my height, how fat i was, how fucking autistic I am and how bad my social skills are. He never even considered he did anything wrong. He always had tried some bullshit cope too that would just make the problem even worse.
For my height, whenever he was at home and he would eat some shitty nutrientless African food he’d force me to sit down with him and eat it too. There was one time he even told me even if I vomited he’d make sure I’d eat it off the floor, I was around 7. For my weight it would always be some out of touch method like cardio circuits at 7 in the morning, he was never even consist with it either, it would be about 5 days of waste. He didn’t even care what happened even on my thirteenth bday he did this, and on that same day he encouraged me to gild down more slop cake.
My mother isn’t even better because she just enabled every bad thing during my childhood except for screaming and crying because a 10 yr old wasn’t listening, she was horrible at enforcing a bed time, couldn’t cook for shit so I ate, oven nuggets and chips, instant noodles and toast for the first 12 yrs of my life and made nearly no effort to make me actually socialise properly.
Im only 14 and im making efforts to fix these but it already feels like it’s too late. I dont blame them for their subpar genetics just for their subpar parenting.
My dad has basically been feeding me ropefuel and all throughout my childhood has complained that I’m so short because I didn’t eat beans even tho my mum is 4 foot 11 and the nigger is 5’6.
He genuinely makes me feel worthless at times and it’s not even his fault because he’s just the average African parent.
He’s always criticised for stuff ever since I was 5 and blamed it on me and then saying it’s not even ur fault it’s ur mums with everything, my height, how fat i was, how fucking autistic I am and how bad my social skills are. He never even considered he did anything wrong. He always had tried some bullshit cope too that would just make the problem even worse.
For my height, whenever he was at home and he would eat some shitty nutrientless African food he’d force me to sit down with him and eat it too. There was one time he even told me even if I vomited he’d make sure I’d eat it off the floor, I was around 7. For my weight it would always be some out of touch method like cardio circuits at 7 in the morning, he was never even consist with it either, it would be about 5 days of waste. He didn’t even care what happened even on my thirteenth bday he did this, and on that same day he encouraged me to gild down more slop cake.
My mother isn’t even better because she just enabled every bad thing during my childhood except for screaming and crying because a 10 yr old wasn’t listening, she was horrible at enforcing a bed time, couldn’t cook for shit so I ate, oven nuggets and chips, instant noodles and toast for the first 12 yrs of my life and made nearly no effort to make me actually socialise properly.
Im only 14 and im making efforts to fix these but it already feels like it’s too late. I dont blame them for their subpar genetics just for their subpar parenting.