Stan Z.
Well-Known Member
Basics: I'm 19, I have ASD, and I still live with my parents during this pandemic due to financial problems with my previous college, and now I'm going to community college.
I got into a fight with my Liberian stepmom again.
She was surprised and angry at me as I didn't wear gloves when I put back the trash can. I know what I did was wrong, but I told her that I washed my hands after I put the trash can back to the backyard. That still wasn't enough for her, so she decided to insult me and make me feel bad, calling me an "old, dirty man" (despite me doing multiple house chores for days).
Plus, she got furious when I didn't wash the dishes in the sink first thing in the morning because I had to work with my brother on his assignments for school. I told her I would do it afterwards, but she still forced me to wash the dishes. As I was washing the dishes, she still berated me, calling me "dirty", and assumed that I didn't wish my dad a happy birthday today (which I did).
When I told her multiple times that I did wish him that, she splashed some water from her bottle on the side of my face, and I irrationally pushed her hand away from me with the water bottle splashing all over the place.
I stormed upstairs, realizing what I had done. My dad called me downstairs, and I was trembling because I know what I did was wrong. He talked to me and my stepmom about it. My stepmom was obviously mad at me. So when I apologized to her, I told her that she could slap me. Because I thought I deserved physical violence. She didn't really slap me, but she just poked my neck in anger as I was going to clean up the water puddles in the kitchen.
I cleaned up the whole kitchen area: the floor and the counter, to be exact. I washed the dishes in the sink thoroughly, and as an added bonus, I even swept all of downstairs (I've always been doing it, but today was special for the wrong reasons).
This wasn't even the first time she got furious at me. She keeps getting that way whenever I do minor mistakes, like shoving the broom near my face when I didn't sweep the right way (apparently, I had to gather a trash pile, and then sweep it up) or temporarily putting down a relatively wet shirt on a pillow when I was washing clothes.
She doesn't even know that I have ASD. When I tried to tell her, my dad downplayed it by saying that if I call myself autistic, I'm essentially calling myself dumb, which is ridiculous.
As I was washing the dishes, I heard my stepmom say to my baby brother that he should not follow in my footsteps and not behave the way how I behave. I felt and still feel utterly worthless after what she said and what I did. And it's my dad's 49th birthday today, for God sakes.
I don't even want to celebrate my dad's birthday because I'm not sure how I'll get along with my stepmom after that happened.
It's times like this where I don't even know why I live in this setting in the first place. The Liberian tradition, the way how "we praise the Lord" (I'm an atheist), me being autistic, etc. It's like I was put into a random generator and out came me.
So, yeah, that's my story/rant. Make of it as you will.
I got into a fight with my Liberian stepmom again.
She was surprised and angry at me as I didn't wear gloves when I put back the trash can. I know what I did was wrong, but I told her that I washed my hands after I put the trash can back to the backyard. That still wasn't enough for her, so she decided to insult me and make me feel bad, calling me an "old, dirty man" (despite me doing multiple house chores for days).
Plus, she got furious when I didn't wash the dishes in the sink first thing in the morning because I had to work with my brother on his assignments for school. I told her I would do it afterwards, but she still forced me to wash the dishes. As I was washing the dishes, she still berated me, calling me "dirty", and assumed that I didn't wish my dad a happy birthday today (which I did).
When I told her multiple times that I did wish him that, she splashed some water from her bottle on the side of my face, and I irrationally pushed her hand away from me with the water bottle splashing all over the place.
I stormed upstairs, realizing what I had done. My dad called me downstairs, and I was trembling because I know what I did was wrong. He talked to me and my stepmom about it. My stepmom was obviously mad at me. So when I apologized to her, I told her that she could slap me. Because I thought I deserved physical violence. She didn't really slap me, but she just poked my neck in anger as I was going to clean up the water puddles in the kitchen.
I cleaned up the whole kitchen area: the floor and the counter, to be exact. I washed the dishes in the sink thoroughly, and as an added bonus, I even swept all of downstairs (I've always been doing it, but today was special for the wrong reasons).
This wasn't even the first time she got furious at me. She keeps getting that way whenever I do minor mistakes, like shoving the broom near my face when I didn't sweep the right way (apparently, I had to gather a trash pile, and then sweep it up) or temporarily putting down a relatively wet shirt on a pillow when I was washing clothes.
She doesn't even know that I have ASD. When I tried to tell her, my dad downplayed it by saying that if I call myself autistic, I'm essentially calling myself dumb, which is ridiculous.
As I was washing the dishes, I heard my stepmom say to my baby brother that he should not follow in my footsteps and not behave the way how I behave. I felt and still feel utterly worthless after what she said and what I did. And it's my dad's 49th birthday today, for God sakes.
I don't even want to celebrate my dad's birthday because I'm not sure how I'll get along with my stepmom after that happened.
It's times like this where I don't even know why I live in this setting in the first place. The Liberian tradition, the way how "we praise the Lord" (I'm an atheist), me being autistic, etc. It's like I was put into a random generator and out came me.
So, yeah, that's my story/rant. Make of it as you will.