Toxic Parents Novels & Stories

"Keep going to therapy. Keep fixing what's broken. Because I need to be better regardless of whether she accepts me." "Good answer." Dr. Reeves made a note. "Let's talk about your father. You've mentioned him repeatedly but we haven't gone deep. Today we're going deep." The session was brutal. Two hours of dissecting every toxic lesson my father had taught me. Every moment he'd praised cruelty and punished kindness. Every time he'd reinforced that Alphas ruled through fear instead of respect. Every instance where he'd mocked vulnerability and rewarded dominance. By the end I was exhausted and raw and understanding exactly how much damage one parent could inflict.

After some minutes, 18 year old Vivian stepped out of her dorm, struggling with the keys on her hand and snacks on the other hand, she finally succeeded in locking the padlock but not without sweating on her forehead. Vivian Patrick, being the only child of her parents lost her mother at the age of two. Learned from her father, her mother was shot dead at a massacre in her home town. Growing up with a father whose love was unchanging and sacrificial she had come to learn that one real and genuine love is better than what was lost, she had accepted the faith of not having a mother or sibling, though sometimes when she fills forms that require her mother or sibling's name, tears would well up

He disliked them so much now that he has come to realize that life is not all about money, fame and fortune. For Toby his parents were the most selfish people he has ever seen in this world. Why would you bring a child in the world and just neglect them the way they were doing to him. They never even taught him the good values in life, his father who at least cared about him tried but was always busy taking care of the company affairs. When he couldn’t take any more of his mother’s noise he finally talked “Mum, why don’t you bring your voice down? I don’t know but I am trying so hard to figure out what all this noise is all about, but I can’t seem to find a valid reason.”

“But at the end of the day, you’re a bad son. Why would you keep her away from your family?” “You’re speaking like you don’t know how your wife and daughter behave. They don’t like Kimberly. They won’t like her offspring either.” “They behave like kids sometimes, but they certainly won’t harm her. She’s a baby.” I guess that was true. Despite how much they hated and mocked Kimberly, they never physically harmed her either, but that didn’t mean they weren’t toxic though. Even if they wouldn’t hurt her physically, their words could do so. “When did you find out about her? Or did you know Kimberly was pregnant when she left?”

“She is not part of this family! Why are you obsessed with her?” Her parents joined in immediately, their tone sharp, judgmental. “You’re not thinking clearly, Father. Surely you don’t intend to give your shares to… that worthless bitch?”

My dad fired back. "Both unfit parents. You," I pointed to my mom, "you're an alcoholic, who needs rehab. And you," pointing back to my father, "you're a serial cheat, and have anger issues due to your failed marriage which instead of you to channel rightly, you make everyone more miserable and both of you are shitty parents." "You turned out great didn't you," my father answered not bothering to deny it with a cold grin. "Yes I did. But I want him to turn out better." If great means emotionally adept and not finding anyone that will love me because they don't trust me then yes.

Liliana explained, “After that, and even more so after our marriage, all my feelings for my father dried up. I still held hope after I left. But after our marriage, I simply got tired.” “When I had kids, all leftover feeling, hope, and desire I held towards my father dried up over time. I could lie to myself, but as a mother, I wanted my kids to love themselves more.” “A toxic relationship is a toxic relationship. There is no way around it.” “One should not bear with it just because you share the same DNA. I wanted Li and Kyle, especially Jo, to know that.” Jonathan held her close and, once again, thanked the heavens for blessing him with her as his wife.

“So let’s change the subject from mates. What about your friend got you all worked up and distracted?” “Okay, soo… their parents are total fucking abusive drink the kool-aid cult assholes,” I growled, thinking about how they treated Leo before we moved and what they’ve told me since. “I don’t think they’ve ever physically hurt Leo, but I know they’ve psychologically abused them.”

RYAN The only thing that has kept me going for years is alcohol and weed. My parents tried everything to stop me from taking them. I laughed at their fake concern. They were the reason I started taking those in the first place. They are shit. The worst parents one can ever ask for. All they ever care about is themselves, reputation and power.

" she said before I hung up. There is no way in this fucking earth I will go to that devil's spawn wedding. No way in this life. Not after what their father did to me. That man ruined my life, and my mother watched all of it happen while taking her husband's side. She blamed me for everything her husband ever did. It was always my fault, never his. I hate that family so much. I could never have anything to do with that family, especially now that I'm about to be a mother. That is a whole lot of toxic shit that I don't need around my child and me. I could feel the tears gathering up in my eyes, ready to spill, so I got up and went to my room to take a shower.