Anyone emotionally abused growing up?

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Who with autism was NOT emotionally abused growing up? I suppose there must be a few....

I never got bullied as such, but there was always this girl in my class who used to exclude me out of all social activities at school, and when she saw me on my own, she used to gloat because she was seeing what she wanted to see. And at High School, some of the other girls, including this girl, hated me for being a special ed kid, and each time I tried to talk to them they just threw it back at me. Like if I said, ''what lesson have we got next?'' one of them would just yell, ''look on your timetable!! !'' instead of just politely telling me what lesson we got next, like they would with anyone else. And then one day I said, ''doesn't anyone care about my feelings?'' and one of them said, ''we don't care about your feelings.'' That hurt me a lot.

And, back to the girl I first mentioned, she always used to emotionally abuse me. She used to exclude me from everything, and all the other girls sucked up to her. Then one day my older brother hated seeing me on my own looking upset, so he went upto this girl and asked her why she always has a problem with me and why can't she be nice to me, and the girl got upset. But I knew she wasn't feeling guilty. She was just upset for herself, and after that she hated me even more and said, ''why do you have to go and tell your brother? He was threatening to me, and it spoilt my whole summer!'' and I wish I had of said, ''well you don't care how you made ME feel over all these years! YOU spoilt my whole school life, you f*****g demented cow!''

But, lucky for her, I didn't say that, and she carried on treating me like s**t by excluding me from everything and making me feel like I was the bad one.

I've been giving alot of thought to the effects of verbal abuse and such as a form of babel or "see a deer call it a horse" kind of thing. It is my feeling that verbal abuse causes all of the negative social effects of aspergers and that it may not be a disease at all, but the result of a poison.

I've often wondered why my parents fight so much... I don't do it... My dad has succumbed to it and is pretty much a vegetable after work, if he tries to be anything more, the right hand of God slaps him down in the fury of revelations, or at least it seems so, there is no actual talk of religion or anything, my mother just belittles him until he dazes out and then flips out on anyone else around. My eldest brother is perhaps the only one that she doesn't scream at.

Anyways, the cat is out of the bag on this one, she doesn't fight cuz she likes it or is prone to it, otherwise the rest of my family would be prone to it also. She's playing a role to affect me as a punishment. She wants me to be a failure with women and doesn't think I'm worth breeding, so she's making sure I can never have an emotionally expressive relationship with a woman, or is making it as difficult as possible for me, so women won't choose me to have their children with.

I never thought a woman could be so cruel and I'm not going to live my life limited by the shadow of her brainwashing... It's over, I'm a little brain damaged in terms of emotions because it happened, but I know the root cause of it, and that solves most of my problem. Now I just need to figure out what it is to live this new perspective without being too jaded and figure out what the natural response is... The remaining issue is one of trust. Does anyone have any ideas?

I do not have PTSD. sorry.

I was badly abused i didnt see anyone around me being abused the way i was.

My father was a alcoholic he used to beat me up like anything with brooms, belts, slippers he used to push me from chair i used to fall down and cry badly.

He used to tear off my clothes and cut off my hair, he would not let me talk with neighbours,relatives anyone.

I was not allowed to go out and play neither i was allowed to make friends...my mother was also manipulative she would not let me talk with people she has NPD and it was painful traumatic to live with her.

My brother is a bully and he still bullies me and most of my problems are due to this three idiots and probably not due to aspergers

I am still bullied by people, shunned by society.........reason i dont know

Yes i believe i was emotionally abused, and so do my therapists.

Neither do I, but the memories remain.
I excluded the bullying, as I saw that as a *seperate* issue. I believe the OPs question was in relation to parenting.
It was even worse when my mother re-married. My step-father was a complete jerk, "Know it All" borderline sociopath. In short a control freak, who wanted me to act in ways he saw fit. At age 20. Yeah, that was going to happen. Well, at least it got me to leave home and attend a live-in college. Does not excuse the idiot, however..
A lot of my problems were centered on stimming, impulsive behavior ( rare, but extreme when I was a child), and my poor Math skills.

Sincerely,
Matthew

Yes! I think I was born with a schizoid personality, but the emotional abuse I received as a child resulted in PTSD and agorophobia as an adult.

I was 10, my mother took me shoe shopping. The store was crowded and bright and there was loud music playing. She kept asking which shoes I wanted, and I couldn't answer. Couldn't speak at all, it happens sometimes when I'm overwhelmed. Her frustration got the better of her, she started screaming at me in the middle of the store, called me a "f*****g ret*d."

This kind of thing wasn't the norm though. Mostly, my parents ignored me. I had food and I had a roof, but otherwise I was on my own. Even when more blatant outright abuse occurred at the hands of another family member. Or the time that... not gonna specify, let's just say that something really horrific happened at school and leave it at that. All they did was switch me to a new school, and never spoke of it.

But, every so often, something like the shoe shopping incident would happen. I did well enough in school, so they didn't give me too hard a time for that. I didn't cause trouble, so they mostly left me to the things I enjoyed. But sometimes I just couldn't manage regular day to day life stuff. This was an embarrassment to them, and they'd lash out at me for it.

Yes. My dad still can be emotionally abusive. Sadly, my brother did not understand, and learned to be just like him.

My parents were also emotionally abusive towards me. I wasn't allowed to cry in front of them. Either I was sent to my room, told that I was crying for no reason or they threatened to give me something to cry about by spanking me. There was one time at the age of 9 that I missed a really good episode of a soap opera because I was having a meltdown in my room. She told me that if I started crying that I would end up back in my room. There was also another time at the age of 12 that I was having a meltdown because I couldn't have a map that I made as a school project. She told me that if I didn't stop crying that she was going to burn it.

That was also the summer that those perfectly Canadian parents of mine decided that they didn't like my Cockney accent and that nasal voices annoyed them, so they'd tell me not to talk through my nose every time that I'd open my mouth to say something. there was even a time when I said to my parents as they were both standing there, "Why don't you just kill me and than you won't be doing this to me when I open my mouth, ever again!" My mum said, "We don't want to kill you. We just want you to stop talking through your nose!" I've told them, "Some days, I feel as though I've been adopted." than I've stormed out of the kitchen.

There was one night at the age of 14 when I was really in distress and I was having a meltdown. My mum got right into my face and said, "Stand up straight and stop crying. Come on and stand up and stop crying! You look ugly all hunched over like an animal! DO I HAVE TO GET A STICK OR A BELT AND BEAT YOU IN ORDER TO GET YOU TO STOP CRYING?! !! !! !! !! ! She told me that she was very upset with me. That I didn't have a good attitude and that my attitude stinks. That maybe I wasn't responsible to be left alone when she left to go somewhere. I told her that I hated high school and everything that reminded me of high school. I didn't feel safe around my peers at all unless I was hanging around with the Special Ed kids. My mum said "High School years are supposed to be the best years of your life." She almost told me about my autism that night, but she decided not to. I almost told my mum that I was Gay that night, but I've decided not to.

I was emotionally and physically abused as a child, by both my Father and peers - but, as others have stated, I believe that the emotional abuse I dealt with at school was a result of children and teachers reacting to my AS traits. Everything else I dealt with growing up most likely made those traits more acute than they might have been otherwise, but I don't believe they were caused by the abuse.