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Why do I have this relationship with my parents?

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Once I was in the car with my mom and stopped by the mall to pick up my sister from work. It was five or ten minutes before 9pm, and she usually comes out five or ten minutes after. So I went inside the mall to look around rather than sit in the car and my mom told be to be back before my sister came out. About ten minutes later I went back out into the parking lot and the car was gone. It was like 9 o'clock at night, and it was a school night, which seems to be important to parents, but she had just left me there. I called her cell phone from a pay phone and asked her where she was and she said they were half-way home because they were sick of waiting for me so they just left. I was like 14. She came back and picked me up.

Another time I had this cheap electric scooter I got for my birthday. I had these pants with bad pockets that stuff always fell out of, and one day I sat down on the couch and the keys fell out and went down between the cushions. A few minutes later I realized they were missing and was looking around the house for them and my dad asked what I was looking for. I told him and he asked "You lost them already?". I said "Yeah," and he said "I'm sure. What a f*cking moron."

I also used to occasionally go into states of super depression where I cried because I was scared of the future. My parents tried to figure out what was wrong and I told them I was a burden doing this all the time and them having to deal with it, and my dad said "Don't worry about us." About a week later it happened again after I skipped a whole day of school because school was hell for me and they wanted to know why I skipped. During the conversation my dad started yelling at me while I was already in the worst state of my life and said "Try thinking about somebody else besides yourself for a change!". I snapped. I was so unbelievably depressed and furious at the same time I just started yelling, and the whole time my dad was yelling at me to not give him any of that bullsh*t.

A few weeks ago we sort of got into an argument and I told them they sucked as parents and he told me I have nothing to complain about. He said if I had been molested or beaten or something I might have room to talk, but I've got such wonderful material items and am living like a king. I tried to explain to them, but I was angry and couldn't think straight, and didn't think to bring up any of that stuff. But I pointed out my sisters lack of visitation ever since they moved out. They don't care about visiting my parents because they were never good parents. Physically, sure, but emotionally detached. There was always a severe lack of affection.

But what the hell am I whining about, right? I've got such nice things. I live in their house and they feed me. They never beat me or anything. I'm living like a king, with no reason to complain. I'm just a self-centered crybaby. I'm just a burden.