Ima be frankly completely honest. My parents have been mistreating me since I a kid. They have been overprotective and manipulative since I can remember. I am now 17, I’m a senior. I’m about to turn 18 in April. Before I gave my life to Christ, whenever my parents hurled insults at me I’d hurl insults back at them. My parents don’t speak English at least, but they understand a little. I’d say stuff under my breath to them in English. Whenever my mom beats me up I used to try to defend my self and yelling at her to stop but she wouldn’t listen. They have told me and done all sorts of stuff. When I was in pre school my mom tried to choke me. Last year when I was a junior, I broke up with my abusive ex and he texted called both of my parents making me seem like I was the bad person. I confessed to mom that I was raped in multiple ways. She either didn’t believe because I was just trying to get attention. Or that I probably deserve it. I tried telling my dad I have been abused but he told me stop saying stupid absurd s*** and that I haven’t suffered. I can’t reach out to my parents for emotional or physical support. They have hurled a lot of insults at me, specially my mother and most of it wanted to make me cry. I have been told I’m gonna be homeless, the only way I’m gonna make money is by being a stripper, if I were to have children they would die from being all dirty, and starved to death by me, that I don’t fit in anyone’s house, that I’m the daughter they wished to never have, that I’m so f***** irresponsible, that I have no f**** anxiety or stress and that I don’t do anything. My mom has told me that 18 she hopes I leave and she’ll be happy until then. She hates I more of like my dad’s family. They say I’m ungrateful even tho I’m the only one that gives grace at the table and they look at me weird for it. I spread the gospel to them but they tell me to stop. I think my mom even told to once die or kill my self.
They manipulate me and don’t let me take care of myself. CPS has came to my house but my parents found a way around that. Am I a good daughter?