13 years of bullshit

BEFORE I BEGIN, THIS STORY WAS SUPPOSED TO BE POSTED 3 YEARS AGO WHEN I FIRST JOINED REDDIT. THERE HAVE BEEN SEVERAL CHANGES SINCE THEN. IF YOU WANT TO KNOW MORE JUST ASK.

Okay, I don't know if you guys will just say that I'm just a spoiled brat and my parents are in the right here. But fuck that. Okay so let's get into it. All of this started 13 years ago (16 years now). I'm young, gullible, chubby, and didn't know what being disrespectful was. So just a little background, my parents were divorced at this point. So my mom would have boyfriends over and my dad went in and out of multiple relationships. My mom decides to date a guy (for the sake of the entire story and not getting sued) we'll call him Jimmy. She loved this guy, and I remember like one day I and he were debating about something that I researched earlier in the day. (I don't remember what it was). So I told him to look it up and I came out to be correct so I said: "Hehe made you look like a punk." As I said, I didn't know what disrespect was until then...mainly because my mom slaps me and tells me to go to my room. I went back into the kitchen 4 hours later because I was hungry (I didn't eat anything before being sent to my room) and then here she comes out of her room, "What are you doing?!" "I'm just trying to ea-" slaps me again then takes a skillet you would use for camping and beats me with it. Don't shoot yet the worst is yet to come. Fast forward a few months later and I'm in the middle of my parents' drama. My mom drops me off in the middle of the night at my dad's apartment because she "couldn't handle me anymore" so about an hour later she comes back and gives my dad my backpack for school with a few pairs of pants and shirts in there. So he throws the bag at my mom's tire and runs it over. So for the next year and a half, I went to school with all of my stuff spilling out. Nitpicky I know but still. I'm in the 4th grade, I got kicked in my balls numerous times one day. So instead of that kid being suspended, they snap-suspended him (he takes the slip home and has his parents sign it so he doesn't get suspended) I also get one too for some reason. I take it home, I GET MY ASS HANDED TO ME! 2009, thank God we made it. My parents come to an agreement and are finally getting back together. I was so happy...until my dad moves in and treats me like absolute shit. This guy moves in and puts ALLLLLLLL of his stuff in my closet. So I look in there and all I see are notebooks, clothes, CDs, and a heavy green tote (that's important for later). He looks for something in my room and ends up getting all of his crap on my floor. So I couldn't walk 5 inches inside my room without cutting my foot from broken plastic CD covers. One day, I was looking for my scout uniform (I was also a boy scout). And noticed that the door to my higher-level closet is open. So I saw what was up there. Keep in mind, I was an innocent boy before this. Never sworn or seen anything NSFW at this point, so it was a DVD and I start to play it. THAT. WAS. PORN! He kept his fucking porn collection in my room. So now I'm grossed out. I tossed the DVD between the couch cushions. It stayed there until my mother saw it down there. "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!" Looks at me first like I could possibly have money to buy pornography at the age of 10. I told her I found it in my closet. She says "Your father told you NOT to go in there!" So she grounds me and gives me a dirty look. As if I were the one who brought the shit into the house. She puts the whole box on the curb. He didn't look sympathetic at all. He just looks at me and says "You shouldn't have gone in there." So naturally, we go to church that Sunday because apparently my mind is corrupted, and I'm getting washed up and dressed for church and I step out of the bathroom, and guess who's there? You're right my father. He tells me to step out of the bathroom. I step out and he starts beating me with his belt. He does this for all of 10 minutes. He did it because I wasn't in the shower for as long as he wanted me to be. Another example of his abuse is like a month afterward. When I was younger and before he moved in, I used to prank my older sister. I used to hide in her bed because well she had a big ole bed. So I try doing this again. But she starts yelling and saying "Get out of my bed!" So immediately after she said that he storms into my sister's room and starts beating me again until I got out.

2011 comes around. This is the year my great-grandmother passed away. So my mom got quite a few things in her will. Including her firearm. My mom then threatens to shoot me multiple times over 5 years. One of those times, she puts the barrel of the gun to my head.

Out of all of these times, I remember them wanting to either murder me or kick me out before I was even an adult. Even successfully kicking me out twice before telling me to come back.

Two more stories and then I'm finished.

So when I started dating, I remember my very racist very saying "Don't bring a white girl to my house" or "You better start dating in your race boy!" She even tried to force me to date a few girls at my church only knowing one of them. I had no romantic feelings for them at all let alone platonic ones. Then high school she wants me to date one of her former classmate's daughters. We eventually ended up dating but she dumped me for another guy.

Instead of being supportive when I was upset, she asks me repeatedly "Did you have sex with her?" My dad asks the same question. I keep telling them no but they still keep asking. Then when I told them that I've attempted suicide before they just shrugged it off and pushed the bible in front of me. Like yes, I know what it says. Finally, I can't do anything right in their eyes. I got one bad final semester grade my first semester in college and they flipped their lid. Calling me stupid, irresponsible, and a disappointment. Not to mention every single time I had a little money in my pocket they take it, spend it, and never pay back like they say they will. I got paid by my financial aid a few weeks ago and as soon as my mother found out she wants me to pay the family's phone bill. So I say no, (mainly because my phone service just sucks. My calls drop, my text messages take a whole day to get, and my hotspot is slow. Also, because I can't afford it). So now they want me to direct deposit my financial aid money straight to my mom's account from now on and if it's not there then I have to move out.