I watched a video on YouTube by Psych2Go called 10 Signs Your Parents are Making You Depressed after I got home from dropping off my insulting mom at her building. I am 49, and she still can make me feel like crap.
When I watched the video I knew it was true in my life and this is what I wrote out:
But then when I was looking on where to post here as I am having emotional issues, I noticed Avoidant Personality Disorder and looked it up. I found that I could be that instead of the High Masking Autistic I suspected.
Could Avoidant Personality Disorder be caused from my family's emotional and verbal abuse of me growing up, or am I misunderstanding this?
0:21 they hold you back from your dreams
0:42 they put a lot of pressure on you
1:01 they're emotionally unavailable to you
1:24 their presence overwhelms you
1:42 they worsen your depression
2:03 their dysfunction rubs off on you
2:31 their mental illness affects you
2:56 they struggle with substance abuse
3:21 they've become abusive
3:42 they don't help you overcome your depression
0:42 they put a lot of pressure on you
1:01 they're emotionally unavailable to you
1:24 their presence overwhelms you
1:42 they worsen your depression
2:03 their dysfunction rubs off on you
2:31 their mental illness affects you
2:56 they struggle with substance abuse
3:21 they've become abusive
3:42 they don't help you overcome your depression
When I watched the video I knew it was true in my life and this is what I wrote out:
Even 50 years into adulthood, I still suffer from my parents. I was gifted at art, and an art teacher recognized this in grade school and suggested art school. My mom said she would not reward my bad grades with drawing.
Growing up my mom did not believe in Depression yet in High School another student noticed I was depressed and told her school counsellor. When that counsellor wanted to talk to me and asked me if I was depressed, I denied it, afraid that it would get back to my mom.
My mom always put me down for how I said things or worded things, and I never seemed to do things good enough. As an adult now, they both deny favouring the eldest of my 2 brothers, but my youngest brother and I both saw it and still feel it today. His jokes were always funny. His personality always winning. His social skills always better. I even put that to the theory once when my mom did not hear his joke, so I repeated it and my mom literally said it was stupid and to grow up. When I said that my brother said that joke, but she did not hear it, so I said it, she said there is no way he would have said a joke that stupid. Yup.... And my youngest brother also feels like a failure at the hands of his older brother. His older brother thinks he would be successful like him if he only did the same things and says they had the same upbringing so no excuse. I finally proved to him after 40 years that he had no clue how his father had abused him physically and hated him and never wanted him born but only loved him, and before he was born wanted my mom to dress me like a boy as I was born first.
I got kicked out by my mom when I was 18. Such a loving family. Yup. I was still in high school due to being held back due to kidney disease interrupting my grade school and high school years. I sank so far into depression that I went from upgrading my English skills when they said it could not be done to barely passing to graduate high school and the principal just wanting me out, so she passed me anyway.
My mom was always hard on me for not being good at hair because she was a natural at hairstyling and became a hairdresser and cut and styled and even permed everyone's hair that she knew (even my kidney doctors at the children's hospital.) I finally got her to realize in my 40s that she cannot draw, but I can, and it is equivalent to how she can do hair and I can't. It does not make me stupid because I don't have the same talent she finds easy. She still is harsh about my hair on me, but not as much, at least.
I remember as a teen I would draw cartoons (not publicly) as a way to get my feelings out as I could not talk about them to my family EVER. She found them and assumed I was devil worshipping instead of the cartoons being me able to fight my demons / battles / those who bullied me at school. She never asked me about it or talked to me about it but assumed. She still assumes a LOT even today. I am 49, and she was telling me about a small book I wanted that she brought to my car. She told me it had the part I wanted and then hung on the right words, so I said a word, and she got mad at me saying FINE I won't tell you since you seem to know! And she never did tell me. I dropped her off and went home. Was glad to go home. I cry many times because of my mom. She makes me feel like utter $#!T!! If it wasn't for Paxil I would still be crying constantly and running to the washroom to just be alone to cry without family knowing.
I never let my mom into my apartment. It is just too stressful. I can be happy, but around family I just am brought down so much. I have never been encouraged and always just been told what I am doing wrong from wearing the wrong clothes, or how I talk too much, or how I drive the wrong road which is not the way she would have driven.
I do not know if my parents have any depression or anything, but I suspect my dad and my youngest brother do, and the older brother is too busy for family except his wife and kids and for years now I have not been able to give his kids Christmas gifts even within a week or a month of Christmas and decided finally this year no more gifts for them for birthdays or Christmas because I never see them anyway. I will only buy for my youngest brother's kids. The older brother always wants a pat on the back and is always boasting about his success and saying how busy he is (too busy for us) and always is in too much of a rush when we visit. My youngest brother smokes pot all the time heavily in an attempt I think to deal with his depression, which he has admitted he has but not officially diagnosed where I am diagnosed. My brothers do not talk about their feelings and my mom gets mad if I talk for her, and she will never "air her dirty laundry" and my dad is very secretive and manipulative. My parents are not together anymore and haven't been for years. My youngest brother was just 15 or 16 when they split, and he told my mom to take him. He kept his favourite. My dad kept the house through manipulation and my mom ended up in a home for abused women and had to go on Welfare and start renting homes that she found while my youngest brother was in high school, but he ended up dropping out.
I really wish my mom was supportive and close to me and someone I could talk to, confide in, and would accept me. I show signs of autism and rock back and forth, which my mom has always yelled at me about and insulted me for and would say stop it and grow up. My mom and the older brother does not believe in Autism, depression or dyslexia even though my youngest brother and I were diagnosed with dyslexia in grade school, and he even went to a special school for it.
I remember my mom was always so nice to my friends, but never to me. Even my cousins recognized she was especially harsh on me. Unfairly so. I always blamed myself because my parents always blamed me. My dad and my brothers would say I talk too much and that "no one is interested in hearing your whole life story" when I just wanted people to understand me ... and my mom seems to get mad when I talk. My parents only appreciate me when I work on their computers because I am the only one in the family good with those, and they don't know much about computers. In fact, it is the first time my dad actually wanted me to come visit him and his girlfriend more often. I was finally appreciated. When things go wrong on my mom's computer, she overreacts and wants to get rid of it. My brothers don't have computers because they are too impatient to understand computers and get annoyed how it always needs to be updated and rebooted. My mom will assume I spend so much time on the computer and will say I am fat because I am on the computer too much and not because of Prednisone (medication for kidney transplant) or PCOS, which both contributed to my weight even though I used to be underweight for 31 years straight until my first diagnosis of polycystic ovaries and sudden 4 sizes increase in a matter of only 6 months which is very unusual for me.
I am tired of being put down, insulted, never good enough and having to keep my depression and anxiety private from them. This video was exactly about me, it feels. Thank you for this video. It got me thinking of all those things and I realize my family is a HUGE contributor to my depression, even though a friend of mine said that you can't dwell on the past and much move on. He doesn't understand it is not a light switch. I WISH it was that easy. I wish my depression was cured, I wish they were proud of me, I wish it mattered to them that I am the only one in our whole family who went to College (even though ending up on dialysis interrupted a promising career I had), I wish they would accept me for me and encourage me and recognize my strengths and stop pointing out all my flaws. I wish I felt loved and accepted by my own parents and brothers. I wish I fit in with my family. Doesn't help that when I was still a kid, my mom even said she wished that I had never been born.
But then when I was looking on where to post here as I am having emotional issues, I noticed Avoidant Personality Disorder and looked it up. I found that I could be that instead of the High Masking Autistic I suspected.
Could Avoidant Personality Disorder be caused from my family's emotional and verbal abuse of me growing up, or am I misunderstanding this?
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