My mother starts lying about me, making the same kind of “innocent factual statements” , that she used to ruin my entire life, & steal 12 years of it by subjection to goons with an evil urge for extreme & incredibly oppressive amounts of Thought-Control. Which are usually slanderous, false, & irrelevant, & done as “innocently” & confusingly as possible, towards someone who once or instinctively trusted her in every way, or who always starts off by trusting everyone around him. Then I get a bit annoyed with her for doing it, or she makes me annoyed or confused by responding with further attempts to cause an argument, diverting tactics & more confusing or irrelevant, nonsense accusations back at me, & she starts screaming & blurting out practically sobbing. Then my father comes storming into the discussion, accusing me & trying to strong-arm me out of the house. All this, on the back of 15 years of imprisonment in my family home, as a result of them cutting off both my legs when I was 23. After essentially castrating me, murdering whoever the love of my life might have been, & rendering me physically from a Tom Hiddlestone hunk to a house-bound Woody Allen , already in his dotage. Except with barely a penny of annual income. And THEY threaten to call the police. This is the underlying dynamic of abuse I’ve had to put up with my whole life, & I have mostly born it with the patience of a saint. As a direct result of no one helping me sooner to keep off the people who would use violence against me (my parents & the Doctors & nurses) , I am now less than 1% of the person I could have been or simply would have been, if not for my own parents going out of their way to tear me down, especially at age 23.

(By the way this is almost certainly not shamelessness on my part; the problem is far more endemic than that.)