Is emotional abuse serious? What about a dysfunctional family? Mental health and one's own feeling, do they exists?
These are all questions I always asked myself because of my own family doing this to me 24/7 for the past 20 years of my life. But whenever I talk to "adult" counselors, they say it's normal and in my head. like, seriously. Even when I talk about depression, some pious teachers would say I'm "too far from god" - they use the religion card everytime, and I've had enough of it from my own parents.
Honestly, I'm not afraid to say I truly hate my parents because of how toxic they are in my life. If anything, I always wished I died young so I wouldn't have to see their faces ever again, but that would mean I wouldn't be able to see my friends or people who actually do care about me. So my best option is just wait this quarantine put and hope I can get back to my university's dorm fast.