r/verbalabuse • u/Brave_Passion4998 • 11d ago
Am I in the wrong?
This is my first post on Reddit ever, but I really wanted to say what has been on my mind for so long, and I wanted to get someone's opinion about my mom, who treats me like a hoodlum even though I'm a respectable kid.
I'm a 17-year-old high schooler in a lower-middle-class household. My dad doesn't talk to my family much anymore because my mom painted him as a bad guy, so right now he's basically a stranger who pays our bills and lives in our house, whom everyone (except me) hates. My mom made my dad sound like such a deadbeat that the phrase "you're like him" or "do you wanna end up like him?" is considered an insult in my home. My mom is an immigrant from India who thinks her way is the only way and rarely listens to reason. My mom is somewhat of a tyrant in the way she dictates my and my siblings' lives and yells when we step out of line. It seems to me that all of my siblings think of her as a good parent, which really has me questioning why I'm the only one who doesn't.
Ever since I entered middle school, she has stopped being this guardian I could talk to and has become a noise machine of insults and degradation. It wasn't too much for me until high school, where she really started to appear hateful towards me. It started with forcing me to be on the cross country team, which I really didn't wanna do, and soon escalated into what I'm pretty sure is verbal abuse.
I just concluded my junior year of high school, and she blew up at me this evening about not working 40-hour weeks at my job at target (I work about 15-20 so I can enjoy my last summer), how I got 3"A"s and 4 "B"s on my report card, how I'm not as involved as some kids my age in school, and how I'll be working in fast food the rest of my life because of my college debt.
I would like to start off by saying that I am an individual who is very involved with my school. I'm the Kansas State reporter for my high school's DECA chapter and have helped raise hundreds of dollars to support them by working at the school coffee shop (which I run along with the school's vending machines) every day at 7:00 am. In addition to getting there early to school, I also stay late to help out my chapter, devoting my time further. In addition to DECA, I'm in several other clubs such as FBLA, French honors society, HOSA, and even Science Olympiad for a short time. Her saying that I'm not as involved as other kids really just struck a nerve for me.
As for my grades, I do agree; it is probably my fault that I let them slip a bit to a couple of "B"s. It was really hard juggling my social life, school, work, and my other responsibilities during the school year, but that's no excuse. This year I took the AP Lang test and got a 3 on it, which I thought was good, but to her it was nothing because she claimed I should've gotten a 5 on it because English is my first language. I told her that isn't how it works, and she just circled back to her original claim. I took 2 AP classes this year (APUSH and Lang) and college chem, which I did well in. She thought I should've done all AP classes this year and scolded me for it.
For the other aspects of my life such as professional and social, she told me that my day-to-day life should be getting up at 5:30 am, going to church (yes, she forces us to go to church daily), and immediately going to work for 8 hours, when all she does all day is sit at her computer and take "calls," which consist of asking her coworkers how their day was. A real kicker here is that my brother is somewhat of a social outcast and doesn't have friends, so she scolds him for it, and I'm a social butterfly and DO have friends, and she scolds me for it and goes into detail about how much better my friends are than me.
Normally I just stay quiet and take her harsh words but one time I snapped when she mentioned my beloved girlfriend, the only person who has shown me any form of support the last couple of years, and how she isn't going to college, and that makes her a fool. Mind you, the reason she isn't going to college is that she's going straight into the workforce as a realtor, which doesn't require a degree. I lost my stuffing and cursed at her because yelling at me is one thing, but yelling at the only person who cares about me is something else.
Overall, living with her is a total nightmare. I've been losing hair because I'm so conflicted about the things she says, debating whether or not it's true. Whenever I hear footsteps coming down the stairs, I get this unexplainable feeling of fear and always walk on eggshells around her. I'm so tired of thinking three times about what I say before I say it out of fear for her starting an argument. She asks why I'm so quiet around her, but I don't really know why I am; it just feels like the only thing that will keep me safe.
Sorry this thing is so long; I just don't want to leave out any details. Do you guys think this is abuse or am I in the wrong?