It is life destroying. What is even weirder for me is that I like my family, my Dad, my brohters. My brother was mostly in charge of me since Dad was depressed and either asleep or not home. So I suppose the criticism comes partly from a teen boy being in charge of a little girl. Not mean spirited as he did so much for me. But at the same time when Dad was around he and the brothers reminded me I'd get fat if I ate something (even tho I was thin), that I need to devlop some kind of skill set since I don't have enough of a sparkling personality to get by without them (which is probably true for most people, right?), maybe sleep with your boss so you can get a promotion...the anxiety that comes from that is paralyzing to say the least.