I think some guy on a dating site called me a carpet munching **** and that I should go **** myself. I've been told various things like that on the internet. I honestly can't remember most of it, nor do I care.
In person, probably the worst stuff is when I run into drug addled psychos on the street or at work. I've been told some awful stuff, called names and sworn at. And recently been threatened physically
. One homeless guy I met at my last job told me that I was warped in the head and my "boyfriend" probably wants to kill himself due to my personality, and that he pities him.
By family/friends... my mom has said some really messed up things to me as a child (and as an adult tbh lol). That she hates me and that I'm a horrible monster. She told me that I look disgusting, am brain dead etc etc. My brother has taken some of his pranks/immaturity too far (he's 12) and said some really inexcusable things to me. I don't take it personally, I know he's just an edgelord.
My father has said horrible things to me but not about me, about other people. I'm not sure if that counts. He has told me that he wanted to and thought of actually of killing somebody. A lot of the stuff he says disgusts me.
When it comes to me. I'm not sure. I'm not a nice person. I've said a lot of horrible things.
I think one of the worst things I've said to another person is to my best friend in high school when my mom told me she was pregnant with my little brother. I told her that I wished that my mom would abort or miscarry him so that he wouldn't have to go through the same torment that I had to go through as a kid. It's quite creepy actually. I posted a pic of him and I on facebook years and years later and she commented, "Remember what you told me..." I knew exactly what she was talking about. Eugh.
I do feel bad saying that but it wasn't really malicious. At the time I was at the height of my mom abusing me/issues with dad and pretty much suicidal. I wasn't sleeping, I would sleep every other day or two days and skipped school almost everyday. Every night I dreamed of killing myself and I was self harming. The idea of this innocent baby having to go through what I was going through at the time made me sick. Thankfully he wound up growing up in a completely different environment.