Mother hitted me if I choosed different clothes from what she wanted. Mother never gave me any emotional support. Father gave me emotional support but suddenly had rage attacks and got me naked to hit me, so it didn't show up. I was hitted every single day: for crying for making to much noise, for not eating everything, for not wanting to go to church. I parentalized my parents, my mother and my father, but wanted emotional support and all I thought about at the time was it was my fault, they weren't well. I was my father's confident at seven because I was the most smart and he was of course my idol (wrong me). And mother just wanted me to succeed at school, she might didn't praise me if I succeeded, but at least did not criticised me. And don't get me started on my older messed up sister, whom I followed everywere.