When I was eight I wanted to go outside and play with other kids and my mom said no because I could be kidnapped and raped and I argued back and she unleashed dad on me who yelled at me til I was in tears. That pretty much summarized my entire childhood. I wasn’t allowed to do shit because of her weird neurosis’s and my dad only helped her keep me leashed. Now they wonder why they ended up with a 32 year old man child who can’t and doesn’t want to do shit. What the fuck did they expect would happen? Why did my mother ruin me and why the fuck did my dad just obey her? I have nothing to look back on.