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My mom has suspected me of ADD/ADHD. She knows it’s a high possibility. Most of the times I cant clean as fast, work as fast, or even process things as fast as others. Today, my mom came into my room and called me a horrible child. She yelled at me until I cried. While crying, my dad walked in and told me I don’t deserve to be crying and that my mom should be the one crying. He got really close to hitting me before he left out of frustration. Keep in mind, my parents have NEVER given me a chance to talk or share my side of the story. If they said it, that’s what it is and it can’t be argued. The worst part about this is, they think I’m faking everything I come to them about, then they get frustrated when I don’t want to talk. I’ve went to them about my self harm, drug abuse, over sensitivity and depression. The only thing they did was yell at me. They yelled at me all day. They yelled about the fact that I couldn’t help but say sorry if I felt I messed up. On top of that, they keep bringing up the fact that the “spend so much money on me” and I need to be grateful. It’s not that I’m ungrateful, I actually am extremely grateful for the “AMAZING” childhood they provided me. If I misplace something, I’m a terrible child. My parents need to take a second to actually think about why I act the way I do. I shouldn’t have to experience this at 12. I shouldn’t have a care in the world. I should be able to sit alone in a room without shaking or trembling from fear. I should be able to focus without thinking about what will happen to me if I don’t do things the way they want me to.

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Some of this i learned and processed years after when my mother told me. Even when i was an infant if i was crying or fussy she would fondle my g e n i t a l s to soothe me and take me to breast. Apparently even when she was trying to toilet train as a first reward system she would do it as a reward. When i was no longer bedwetting she had me sleep in her bed. She continued to brrastfeed me for many years, long past puberty. She did so to make me obedient whether it was good grades or chores or general behavior. When school first started it was neurotic so she escalated it. At some point that i remember from around 7 or 8 she would use her mouth as a special treat. She also said she did it because boys are dirty and bad. She said she did it to keep me from shaming or degrading myself. When hair began to grow on my body she kept me shaved because she said ikept me her cute little boy. She did not tell me this until i dreamt it but apparently overnight she would commonly at same general age have me lay on top of her and rub my p e n i s against her between her legs. These things happened commonly until the first time i e j a c ulated when she had her mouth on me. From that event on she would have me enter her and climax every morning and every night at bedtime. To her it was keeping me good and focused and making good grades all the way through college (local, lived with her). It continued until her age made it too difficult to do safely and she eventually had of her in home caretakers serve as her surrogate for higher pay. I still see that caretaker since my mother died and i continue to oay her to visit her several times a week. I have never dated or been with any other women. Mother got me addicted to infantile headspace s** for control and i have no ability to be attracted to or date or have relationship,s** because i am helplessly trapped in that whole messed up mommy mentality.