I was so hard done to as a teen, I’m surprised I’m not in therapy.
At 15 I decided to be a vegetarian and my parents the absolute tyrants had the gall to inform me that my diet would probably need to include vegetables. I was a heaving sobbing mess proclaiming they didn’t even understand what vegetarian meant because they were old and insisted I could easily live off chocolate and cheese.
To make things worse they spent a fortune on vegetarian food they thought I might like but said I was required to cook it so they didn’t have to make separate meals every night, I’m still processing events.
On another occasion I faced the horror of walking into the house with a friend to find them kissing and was so emotionally scarred that I threatened to leave home, of course knew they were just doing it on purpose to embarrass me!
I did them the favour of ignoring them for a week though and throwing disgusted looks in their direction.
Obviously I let them know when I’d calmed down enough to speak to them that I’d prefer they showed minimal affection towards each other and kept things to a professional handshake to be respectful of my boundaries.
To top things off and to show how truly cruel they were, my dad agreed to pick me and my friends up from a nightclub the first time we went out properly.
He unreasonably didn’t want to wait like a taxi driver at 3am until we decided we were ready to get in the car and requested we were ready and waiting. My mum dared to make a joke that if we weren’t ready then my dad would come inside in his pyjamas and slippers and have a dance.
I knew this was said out of spite just to ruin my life so I threatened them with a good time by declaring I couldn’t go now and they had ruined everything and I knew they hated me.
I don’t know how I survived so much trauma, I’m sure you will agree they were terribly cruel and unreasonable!