Why aren't you in touch with your parents anymore?

1. My biological father ran out on my family when I was ten. One of his old fifth grade students said that he molested her. The last time I talked to him was when I was 13 and I realized that he wasn't ever coming home. He never sent me any emails asking why I stopped talking to him. My mother, on the other hand, is in love with a pedophile. We moved in with my step dad when I was 14, and he began to molest me when I was 16 until I was 19. He would make me walk around naked, he touched my breast one time, he even forced me to kiss him on the lips even. I always s through I was going to keep this secret to my grave, because when he wasn't being so gross, he really was a great father. Anyways, when I was 19 and away at college, I finally confided in my bf. Which resulted in my telling my cousin, who told her mom, who told me that I needed to tell my mom before spring break because she did not want me going back home and seeing him. So I told her. She was in shock, of course, but she believed me. That night, she went home and confronted him and he was crying and said that he didn't remember doing anything to me. So, I went to Canada for spring break to see my family. My mom came a day later. And she brought him. Everyone was so upset at her. The entire time she was there, all she could talk about was how much she still loved him and how she wasn't able to live without him. She never once said how sorry she was that this happened to me. She never once wanted to really talk about what he did to me. On the last day, my uncle and aunt came up with a plan. They said that if he gave my mom a shit ton of money, then I won't go to the police with this. My mom said okay, I'll tell him. And she left, but not before telling me "I'll see you soon when we both get home. I promise everything will be okay." And that was the last time I ever really talked to her. That was March of 2016. She has sent me fb messages here and there, but nothing actually important. Shortly after I moved out, my 24 year old brother moved in. And he hasn't talked to me since last March either. It feels so weird to have your family believe that you've been molested, but not care enough to do anything about it. TLDR: I was molested for 3 years by my step dad. My mom believes that he molested me but is too "in love" with him to leave. This is probably the worst anime betrayal of all time.
   — stomponmyporchtoad


2. Mother: She kicked me out when I was 16, after me refusing to pretend that her boyfriend's abusive behavior was OK. I didn't fit into her image of the perfect, happy family and she couldn't be bothered with me. Numerous attempt to reconcile on my end, but they've come to a halt every time my mother refuses to admit any kind of responsibility or fault. She pretends she has a good relationship with me to her friends, and even her brother. Her sisters know, and they're not pleased (I have a great relationship with my aunts), but it weird to know that she's trapped herself in this web of lies where everything is fine and acts like we have a relationship, when we haven't been in contact for over 16 years. Dad: He's an alcoholic. I love him, but he turns into a horrible person when he drinks, so I've asked him not to call me when he's drunk. Last time we spoke he was drunk off his ass and I wished him a happy new year and we'll talk more tomorrow. That's when the texting started. And the calls. He called me 30 times after I hung up on him and sent about 40 texts about what a horrible person I was and how he wouldn't let me speak to my baby brother anymore if I didn't pick up. I confronted him the next day, telling him that I love him when he's sober but if he looked at the texts he sent me, he would see, first hand, a transcript of how truly awful he can be when drunk. He told me he'd never be good enough for me and haven't spoken to me since, despite me reaching out on birthdays and father's day and major holidays.
   — Hatcheling


3. They kicked me out of the house for being too depressed and gave me a 3 day notice to move. When I came back to get some of my stuff they called the cops on me. My "mom" told people I used to hit her, steal things, do drugs etc... even though I never did drugs, I don't steal, and i'm extremely non-violent especially considering I had a hard enough time just getting out of bed most of the time. When I asked for their help with my dog while I moved to the other side of the country, they said they could take care of him while I get my place setup since I wasn't sure if the backyard was going to be good for a dog or not at the time. 3 days after I leave to move to the new state they have my dog put down. Who kills their kids dog? They didn't notify me of it or even call me to try to find something that I could do to prevent them from killing my dog. They just up and took him to the shelter and told them that he was "violent" even though through out the entire time I ever had him he was never violent or dangerous acting. He was a big dumb cute dog that just wanted to lay in my bed and watch movies with me. Hell he'd even take up a bunch of the room on my bed so i'd just use him as a pillow and he was fine with it. So I refuse to consider them family anymore even though my former mother still loves to use my issues as a way to get sympathy from her shitty friends. Somehow my experiences in Afghanistan and Iraq effected her...
   — SC2sam






4. My dad just doesn’t seem to care... he wasn’t there the night I was born, for any soccer/basketball games, he didn’t come to a single graduation, didn’t congratulate me when I released a novel (I gave him a copy and he forgot it beside my coffee table), he doesn’t call for my birthday or Christmas ... He has 3 other kids that live with him and he gives full attention/praise/support and gifts to, just leaves me out because I’m his bastard child...he doesn’t seem to care one bit or even really notice ...so we just drift more and more apart now ...I can’t think of anything I did .. I used to try hard to get his attention and praise but would always get let down...I’d go over and watch my half siblings show off their Christmas toys when I had nothing to open...it was just let down after let down so I stopped investing in any kind of relationship
   — lilidarkwind


5. I'm about to have a master's degree, I have a 65k/yr job lined up for after college, I pay my own bills, I moved on my own to my dream city, and I'm only 22. I AM NOT a failure. I SHOULD NOT be a disappointment. But every time I try to talk to them they do nothing but tell me what a loser I am and how the life I've built will surely fall apart before long. Well fuck you then, I'm done. Edit: I didn't expect this to get so many responses, thank you everybody for your kind words!
   — DrSmotPoker


6. Mother and stepdad were shitty people that were way more interested in what others thought of them than actually trying to be decent people. Mom- violent, probably massively depressed, weekday alcoholic, half assed catholic. Dad- bully, been accused by 3 different girls of molestation, drug abuser, "upstanding citizen" At age 41 , I finally got sick of going along with their shit. Until that point it was best for me to go with the program or else shit would be turned on me. Fuck them. Fakes and frauds, I stopped talking to them and immediately my life improved. I'm so much happier now. No one should have to put up with shitty, toxic people because they are family. If they're toxic to you, dump em.
   — Kickeminthegrillpete






7. My father was a homophobe so I stopped talking to him and my mother has just decided to suddenly fly back to Wales to live (I'm in Australia) and barely talks to me now. She forgot my birthday last week.
   — chitonya


8. I wish I had a good answer but it's simply because I don't call them. And I have no desire to call them. I think there is something terribly wrong with me. They were great parents and did nothing against me. They surely miss me, but I'm just so apathetic towards the idea of talking with them all the time. What's strange is that now I live on the other side of the world, I never call them, but when I was a drive away I called every week. Maybe the real reason is because I have nothing to say. My life is at rock bottom and there's nothing but time that can help me. There's nothing they can do. Why bother.
   — nicholt


9. My mom is a very illogical person who always remembers things with rose tinted glasses. She will flat out deny things or tell you you are remembering wrong. In her eyes she is the victim and life has always been against her. It is rage inducing and not healthy for me to speak with her. Edit: rose tinted not rise tinted
   — corsair1617






10. I still see my dad, but I don't talk to him anymore. He physically and mentally abused me for most of my life. I have OCD, PTSD, and anxiety because of it. He was getting a lot better. So this summer, I told him that I've had a boyfriend for 7 years, but was too afraid to tell him. When he found out that my boyfriend is Palestinian (I'm Vietnamese), he flipped. He said that I'm a failure and disappointment. He repeatedly called my boyfriend a terrorist and said that he will bomb our family. After he calmed down a bit, I confronted him. I told him that what he did to me when I was younger wasn't right, and what he is doing now isn't right either. He responded with a bunch of excuses and showed no remorse. Now he acts like I don't exist, but he still continues to say bad things about me to my mom. I'm done letting him ruin my life.
    — BackToClassics


11. Because they both are up there somewhere. Hi dad. Hi mom. I love you.
    — fresh_scents


12. Dad left us to focus on his magic career. He works on cruises now and he really hates it. He's become an alcoholic and it's only a matter of time before he loses his job and has to start doing kid's parties again. I worry about him. And Mom only cares about Steve these days. Steve has a Dodge Charger so he's the shit, apparently. I hate Steve.
    — Downvoteallofthem






13. I don't stay in touch with my parents because my mom didn't believe that her husband(My dad) sexually abused me from 6 to 12. I sent 5 years in foster care having to in protective services the whole time,dad put a hit out for me. I got the privilege to see karma in action with him,he died of gangrene of the testicles. Even though he was proven guilty she even now claims I was lying or somehow asked for it.
    — Nitaspeaks


14. Mom's dead, so there's that. Don't worry...she hated me and wasn't a good mother. My dad...well, I met my real dad when I was 27 and things were great for awhile. I had 4 new sisters and a big family. Everything was amazing for a few years until I realized that none of them ever contact me. It's all one sided. So after the last visit (July 2011) I decided to wait them out. See how long it took for any of them to contact me. I'm still waiting.......
    — katgib13