To wonder what nasty things have been said to you that have always stuck with you?

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I grew up with very abusive parents and when I was about 12 I was ill with glandular fever and afterwards was still unwell and it was mentioned by the GP that I might have ME (now called Chronic fatigue I believe?). My mum and dad told me that if I did have ME they wouldn't be looking after me and I'd need to go into foster care.

As it turned out, I didn't have ME but then years later my mum said to me that if I ever had an accident and was left injured or ever got a long term illness I'd be on my own!

I'm not NC with them both BTW and have been for many years.

These nasty things have stuck with me, especially now I have my own children whom
I'd do anything for.

Another thing that's stuck with me is at secondary school I was quite badly bullied, and also obviously had a shit home life. After one English lesson where I'd been given a really hard time by a nasty queen bee and her cronies, the teacher called me to one side and told me I was the most unpopular girl she'd ever met and I needed to change! Again her words have stuck with me all my adult life and I can't guarantee I wouldn't give her a mouthful if I ever encountered her as an adult.

My mother said that she wished I was dead; that she'd got the wrong daughter- my cousin [ her sister's daughter] was more like her, and I was more like her older sister.
Admittedly- she had terrible mental health problems and I was an arsey teenager; but I so resented not having a mother who was as loving as some of my friends' mums were. I think this is the reason that I ended up in one or two quite toxic relationships with men when I was younger.
Fast forward to now- she is an old lady- my brother has very little to do with her- I do my duty and telephone her once a week. She no longer has mental health problems, but is physically very frail. I do think she cares for me now- as she seems to make a real effort- long back story about her helping me out when I left a violent husband etc.
However, it has to be said that whatever has happened since- the childhood years have really scarred me. She tells me she loves me- but I can't say it back . I am riddled with guilt...

God this really makes me so sad. to everyone.
Very the in comparison but still think of a few that hurt. In year 6 was at a tiny primary school with about 8 girls in the class and 8 boys maybe. 2 girls came up to me in the cloakroom with smiles on their faces because they had to tell me that they hated me and didn't want to be two faced. I remember so long myself so hard not to cry. The next day I went into school and they'd scribbled over my notebooks. The day after my mum went to get something out of my drawer and found a letter saying everyone in the class wishes I was dead. She exploded at the girls and didn't tell me she'd seen it until I left school. Used to get notes flicked across to me saying 'we hope you die, you're so ugly' etc. a

One girls mum took us to an all you can eat buffet, they always tried to get as much for their money as they could and kept telling me to go and get more. I wasn't a massive eater so one plate filled me up, they kept saying 'go on, have more! Try the pork!' I said I didn't like pork and they looked at each other and burst out laughing. I asked why they were laughing and they said 'Minnie, you ARE a pig'
When I was 17 i really liked a boy and ended up with a friend and a load of his friends at his house where they had a basement for the kids to use. The boy I liked asked me if I wanted a bottle of beer and I said yes please, he got one out of the fridge, opened it and the whole room went quiet with people glancing at each other. I didn't think anything of it really as I was just elated he was showing me some attention. I drank a mouthful of beer and everyone burst out laughing. They 'd pissed in the bottle and jammed the top back on then given it me to drink. I'm still mortified and sadly it took me a couple of years after this letting him booty call me then ignoring me until I'd had enough.

When I was about 8 or 9 I heard my grandma refer to me as “that little bitch in there”. There was only the 3 of us in the house so I know for sure it was about me.

Some dreadful stories on here for everyone.

My MIL asked me if I felt less of a woman as I was unable to have children. Sadly I could not think of a smart reply at the time but now many years later I could think of a couple.

I had quite a toxic abusive childhood.

My father called me greedy, waste of space, that there was 'something wrong' with me and I needed to be 'on pills' when I was about 9 or 10. It all stuck in my mind. Once he told me to kill myself. He threw me out the house when I was 13, never seen him since.

As my father didn't want me, I went to live with my mother. She was not equipped to deal with a traumatised teenager, as she has BPD. Mum and I had truly awful arguments which would often turn violent (she would be so angry she'd hit me) but her words did far more damage - she called me fat, that I had no friends, was lazy (when I was ill), was a liar, and was 'just like my father' who she hated. She said she didn't like me.

As an adult I really struggled to build good self esteem but I'm doing really well now, I know their words are not a reflection of me.

I have a positive relationship with mum now as I have good boundaries with her and occasionally she remembers something she said/did and she apologises profusely, she's in a better place now. I hold no resentment, she did the best she could and she didn't have a good upbringing.

As an adult now I feel it's important for me to look forward and be responsible for my own self worth and self esteem, and while I remember things that were said, they don't hold weight or charge anymore.

Oh God, so many things. My mum behaved appallingly towards me and simply wasn't a natural mother. Throughout my childhood she (and my dad) quoted 'spare the rod, spoil the child' before hitting me. My mam told me it was my fault she was poorly and went into hospital (I've no idea why she was actually in hospital, I was only 6), she frequently told me she hated me. Swore at me constantly. One thing that really stuck out was 'I'm sick of cleaning your pissy and shitty knickers'. This was repeated frequently throughout my early teenage years when I had heavy discharge. I've been paranoid about it ever since. I was banned from using the kitchen so wasn't allowed to do my own cleaning. I also had to suck crisps as she made a fuss that I ate them too loudly. I'm still paranoid about that too. I developed bad OCD and used to flick light switches. My mam would call me a 'fuc**ng nutter/wierdo'. It was a horrible and sad childhood.

Another thing. When I started secondary school, I was walking through the yard and an older year 11 boy shouted at me 'Errrr, why are you wearing a bra? You've got no tits'. Ive been self conscious ever since and had a boob job in my early 20s.

"If only your slut of a mother had kept her legs shut ,I wouldn't have to look at your hideous face" - said to me at age 14 by my dad's mother. No she did not have dementia or anything else, she was just an absolute bitch. The day she died was the happiest day of my life.

Forgot to ad...she adored my siblings and always made a great fuss of them.

God these stories are just so awful!!

I was bullied a lot as a kid but thankfully don’t really remember anything that was said now. And my mum can be quite critical but never proper nasty with it.

The one I thought of when I started reading this thread is so minor compared to most of these but it still pops into my head even like ten years on.

Was on a night out chatting with some friends and one friend was telling us about a colleague he didn’t get on with. He went on and on describing how fat she was (not even relevant to the story) and then turned to me (I am fat now and was only slightly less fat then) and said “no offense, but she made you look like a supermodel”. I laughed it off but when we left to go to another pub shortly after, I just went straight home because I just didn’t want to be in public anymore. I’m not so bothered about my weight now but at the time, it was a huge issue for me. I was always really aware that I was fatter than all of my friends and whilst I’m not unusually large, I’m large enough that I stand out. I could never wear all the pretty outfits my friends did. So to just be stood there having a laugh with friends and then suddenly be singled out like that was awful.

I spoke to him about it a couple of years ago, he didn’t remember it obviously as he was drunk and also it was to him only a throwaway comment but he was really embarrassed and did apologise. I don’t hold it against him as we were all really young and he’s got a different attitude now but I’ve still never forgotten it and how it made me feel.

My mum has said a lot of horrible things to me over the years. For some reason these stick in my mind:

'You will never be successful. Your sister is much more likely to succeed in life' - on my 21st birthday, just after finishing my degree

'Quit now. You're not cut out for A levels or university'

'He's using you for sex and doesn't love you' - about my now DH when I first took him to meet my family over a decade ago.

She's damaged and jealous. She had a difficult childhood and seemed to take it out on me and one of my sisters. I'd like to say it didn't hurt as a result but I still struggle with self confidence sometimes.