"Negging ... was my boomer parents' form of 'affection,' and it resulted in me not having anyone to go to when I had a problem because my parents would just mock and tease me until I was so ashamed that I retreated. They never had anything positive to say about me, just complaints. ... It was hard being a kid like that, but even as a young adult, when I dyed my hair, and my mom, brother, and sister-in-law made fun of it until I cried, they acted like I was not in my right mind. ... A 27-year-old should be able to dye her hair without an emotional firing squad unloading all the hilarious insults they could come up with until they peed themselves laughing. Since going no contact, I haven't had anyone mock me at all or show affection by insult. Freedom - I love it."
"My mom NEVER provided any real emotional support, and my dad barely even talked to me. I was given a diary in elementary school, and I wrote in it that I liked a certain boy, and my mom took the goddamn thing to read to everyone at the dinner table for laughs. I was framed for something in school I didn't do and came home crying, and of course, she laughed at me. The default reaction to my being upset was laughter; when I was happy, I was annoying her. My mother was on a constant diet but relished making me eat up every meal and tried to convince me that I was just 'naturally fat.' When I lost w...
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