Relationship between parents and me becoming unhealthy, need advice on situation.
I have talked about this with my parents many times.
My parents are being overly defensive, irrational, and take things too personally.
I was fourteen-fifteen years old at the time this all happened, and it keeps dragging on.
When my mom got cancer, family came up and feelings were hurt.
My grandmother on my mom's side kept putting me down telling me I "never think about anyone else." I helped do some things around the house but when I didn't do anything to help, she said that to me. My parents never made me do any chores, they did everything for me before everything happened. Thus I was spoiled and didn't help out as much as I could have, or as much as my grandmother on my mom's side wanted. (Since then I have been doing chores, washing the dishes, organizing, etc. And getting things done of my own free will too.)
There was a whirlwind of arguments amongst our family when everyone was up.
I went with my dad's mom out shopping and stuff and I would talk about the things that were bothering me such as my grandmother on my mom's side telling me that I never cared about anyone else.
My dad's mom started saying things that she didn't like about my parents, things that I would never have made her think about my parents just by talking to her about what was bothering me at the time.
She, and the rest of my dad's side of the family, already had ill opinions about my parents and how they raised me such as them accusing my parents of:
- Not letting me come over to see family. (I had gone over a lot to my relatives, but there were a few times my parents didn't let me go because I hadn't done my homework. My dad's side of the families argument was that they wanted me over more and my parents could have sent me over with my homework.)
- Making me wash my hands before touching anything clean or after touching anything dirty to the point where my hands were red and irritated when I was younger. (My parents told me my hands were red because I played with soap a lot and made bubbles with it and they gave me lotion to help. I did play with soap bubbles a lot.
- My mom has ocd, the kind that makes her do things over and over or she has to take a long time to do things in fear of messing up. But my parents never told me what her kind of ocd was, just that she had ocd. Either I told my dads mom that my mom had ocd, or she already knew. That's when she told me that my hands were always red and dry when I was younger and she blamed my parents for my hands being red because of it.)
- The way my grandmother on my mom's side kept putting me down. (Never caring.)
- My parents not making me do anything active such as sports (I detest sports but like to exercise, so my parents didn't make me do those things).
- She blamed my parents for me not having a good social life just because I told her I didn't "have that many friends." She said my parents never let any friends come over and never gave me the opportunity to be social. (My parents did let me go to friends' houses and let friends come over but we never really got along. They took me to birthday parties and any other things.)
Anyway, I told my parents I had been talking with my grandma (dad's side), or they simply found out that I had talked with her and they talked on the phone. My dad's mom called my mom's mom "that lady" and so my mom called my dad's mom by her actual name, not the name she usually uses.
- My dad's mom didn't like my mom calling her that, even though she called my mom's mom "that lady," so she hung up on my parents.
My dad's mom has some heart troubles so my dad went to check on her and she told my dad to "get off her property."
My dad's mom refused to talk to my parents about it after that.
My parents blamed me for everything that happened and the opinions my dad's mom had against them. They haven't let go because it still hurts them and my dad's mom won't talk about it to work things out.
I told them that I never had those ill opinions of them, and all I did was talk about what was bothering me.
Then I tried to make my dads mom and my parents talk.
I called my grandmother (dad's side) and told her that my parents were blaming me for everything that happened, and said I wanted her and my parents to talk it out so they would stop blaming me.
My parents told me not to talk to my dad's mom but I had no other choice because my parents wouldn't let it go, stop blaming me, and brought it back up every single time anything happened. Without them talking it out, my parents would keep blaming me and bring it back up over and over again. So I told her not to tell my parents I talked to her.
Well, my dad's mom called them up and asked what the problem was (she had gotten over what happened and was upset with my parents). My parents tried to tell her what they were still upset about, again, and my grandmother refused to talk about it, again.
So my parents blamed me for going behind their backs and talking crap about them, again. (When I never had talked crap about them before.)
I asked my aunt and uncle on my dad's side about what happened hoping to get answers hoping for a resolve because I wanted everything to get better.
Well, my uncle started saying that my mom's sister was crazy and delusional because him and my aunt had a job together once and he said my aunt went slightly wacko at the job and was fired. But when I asked my aunt about it, she said she had gotten a raise and my uncle was fired.
My uncle also said my parents never let him come into their house (previous) to sleep when his car broke down and my dad was fixing up his car or something, that he had to sleep out in his own car in the cold.
My aunt and uncle said that my mom never let my dad do anything unless it was okay with her and I said "yeah" because I didn't know that they were saying my mom controls everything my dad does, I thought they said it in the sense that my mom and dad never do anything without discussing it with each other. (My mom and dad deciding things together.)
And so then that gave my parents the "validity" to say that I did talk crap about them.
They always accuse me that I talk crap, or that I will talk crap about them.
I think my uncle most likely has a vendetta against my aunt and parents. (Because of something that happened before I was around? I don't know what happened before me being with my parents so I don't know.)
I think my grandmother on my dad's side has opinions that are not true, and too blown out of proportion about my parents; accusations and blames.
I must admit that me talking about things opened Pandora's box, but other than me talking about things, it's between my dad's side of the family and my parents, not me.
Ever since then, my parents blame me for talking about them with my dad's mom, they blame me for all the opinions my dad's mom and the rest of my dad's family has against them. They said "they wouldn't have had those opinions if you didn't tell them anything."
But when I was talking to my grandmother (dad's side), she would say things that she thought my parents were doing wrong, out of the blue. I can't control people's opinions, and I never said anything bad about them.
Recently (age nineteen) I went and worked for someone and I got fifty dollars out of it, I spent twenty dollars on Taco Bell. I told him "can you tell I don't get out much" and he asked if I was going to be at home for the next couple days, and I was, so I told him I was.
Well when we met back up, I told my parents that I had splurged on some Taco Bell and the person I worked with said "yeah, he's gonna be stuck at home for the next couple days." And because my parents are so defensive and take things way too personally now, they thought I told him that? They never let me go anywhere.
I'm extremely close to obtaining my driver's license now. Within the next couple months I'll be getting it. But because I don't have my license, my parents told me that I need to start driving and get it so I can't tell other people they never let me go anywhere. (I never have said that.)
We all go shopping together every week or two and if I ask if I can go to a friend's house, they take me.
But that's still not what I consider "getting out much" because even though I do get out, it's not that often at all, and going shopping isn't my idea of getting out.
Only after graduating have I gone to my friend's house three or four times which adds up to around seven days but they never really let him come over that much, only three to four times (four to five days) so far in the last four to five months.
Only until recently did they say I can go to his house whenever I want, that they're not keeping me from going. They said that only because they don't want me to tell anyone that they don't let me go anywhere, so nobody will have opinions about them or judge them.
They are so defensive, that anything that is said, they read into it too far and think that I'm talking **** about them.
Whenever we have an argument, they accuse me that I will go talk about them in regards to the argument we had just talked about.
My mom and dad have done everything for me. They're not bad, so why would I say bad things about them when I don't think they're bad?
They are so caught up with what everyone else thinks about them that they blame me for what everyone else thinks because they believe I talk crap about them all the time.
They think that everyone else's ill opinions about them were caused by me, and think that I harbor those same ill opinions about them.
It's been five years, an argument about them thinking I talk crap about them. They would consider this as a validation that I actually did talk crap about them because I'm arguing about them now, when I never did say anything bad about them.
As I always say: "Jesus Christ!"
They need to stop blaming me.
They need to get over what people think about them.
They need to let it go.
It's making them and me unhealthy because of it.