Is the way my parents treat me normal?
It seems like other kids my age get a lot more freedom than me. They get a curfew, an allowance, they get to hang out with friends, they get to stay home by themselves, etc. I’ve never had any of that. I’m not even allowed to walk down the street let alone have a curfew. She wouldn’t even let me stay home just earlier today and she would only be gone an hour at most. Not to mention I never even get to see my friends outside of school. Besides sneaking out but that’s another story. When other teenagers do get in trouble, it seems like they just get extra chores or privileges taken away, or at most get yelled at. I don’t even have to do anything that bad, just disagreeing, talking in a tone they don’t like ( or showing any emotion really) or being “disrespectful” (which for my dad is not referring to him as sir which I fucking refuse to do) apparently is a good enough reason for them to beat the shot out of me and scream at me. I got a B+, the first time in my life I got any grade below an A, and the same thing happened. I got hit and kicked and slammed into walls all while being yelled at, and then my dad got pisses off because I started crying. I mean I don’t follow the rules out of fear of being hurt or any respect for authority or some bullshit, it’s just the whole trauma aspect. I don’t mean to be over dramatic or whatever I’m just kinda pussy I guess but I’ve been actually diagnosed with PTSD from some of the stuff that’s happened. Whenever I go near them I get all these flashbacks and I just wanna blow my brains out to get it out of my head and to stop going back there. And it’s worse with my siblings cuz I have to listen to them and I get in more trouble for crying for them and/or trying to help them. It would take too long to describe everything they are and everything that’s happened and even if they don’t sound too bad in this they are. I’m just so angry. And they act like I’m crazy and I’m the black sheep and all. I feel like I missed out on a childhood. Not to mention how screwed up I am all around. I’m never going to be happy or normal and it’s all because of them. I don’t want to tell anyone because they’ll probably just think I need to suck it up but I don’t know. They hate me. I hate them. And nobody ever listens to me, when I say i don’t like my parents they just say something like no teenager does, but I feel like most teenagers don’t have the life I do.