I'm constantly second-guessing if this counts as abuse.
My mom and dad often get mad at me for no apparent reason.
They'll yell at me for lying when I didn't, but they won't apologize when I've been proven innocent.
I'm essentially not allowed to be in a bad mood. If I'm in a bad mood and try not to talk to them as a result, they get mad at me. If I do talk to them and sound the least bit angry as a result, they get mad at me. I can't win.
In the past, they've called me retarded and that it's a wonder I don't get/I might as well get (I can't remember which anymore) straight F's after I brought home A's and B's.
They'll intentionally make me fell stupid, laugh at me, then become angry with me for being upset.
Despite being closer to seventeen than fifteen, I don't have a drivers license. Half of the lessons ended in my dad furious and me crying. He'd say things in a way that I couldn't hear or understand, then yell them angrily if I asked him to repeat. If I didn't understand what he meant or get it right quickly enough, he'd yell at me. When my driving got worse because he was yelling at me, he'd get even angrier, then angrier still if/when I started crying.
During my last lesson with him, I told him I was afraid of him and he became even angrier than he had been and asked why. When I said it was because he and my mom have anger problems, he denied it, then said that he and my mom feel like they can't even talk to me because I "get upset too easily".
Every time I make any comment against their behavior, they make it out to be my fault and never take any blame. They never take responsibility for anything they do and blame other people.
I feel like I can't be honest with them about anything. I'm not sure how badly they'd react if they knew my political beliefs.
The frequency at which I have emotional breakdowns has just kept increasing. The first time I thought about killing myself, I was twelve, and while that's gone down due to acquiring friends, the thoughts still occur. I almost constantly feel bad about myself.
They invalidate my feelings and make me feel like I'm crazy. I've begun second-guessing my own perceptions and wondering if they're right, and I really am just oversensitive.
Is this abuse? If it is, is it grounds to have me removed from the house? I'm desperate to get out of here. I want to leave as soon as possible and never come back, but it'll be over a year before I'm eighteen. I don't think I can last that long.