The following is a story submitted by a TEL user, and shared with their permission. Names and some details have been changed.
I have an estranged relationship with my parents. For most of my childhood and well into my adulthood, they did not see me as an independent person with free will, but rather as a tool to be used for their own convenience. To that end, I was made to feel guilty any time I failed to prioritize them over myself, even as an adult.
They interfered in romantic relationships, attempting to end my current relationship outright on more than one occasion over the years. I was made to doubt my own experiences, my own needs, and my own rights to privacy and safety. I was also made to doubt my own memories, with earlier conversations and verbal agreements being rewritten on a whim to suit their own current needs and desires.
Throughout it all, they claimed to be loving parents with "no idea" why I was getting increasingly resentful, placing the blame primarily on others for turning me against them. If you have read the "Missing Missing Reasons" essay by "Issendai", that is an accurate description of their attitude.
I rarely speak to them any more. What little I do is archived in The Evidence Locker permanently, including a series of text messages reaching back to 2015. My parents will never be able to lie to me again.