In my mid 30s. I was adopted when I was 5 or 6 due to some situations. Throughout my childhood it was wonderful until the age of 8. From 8 till I was 14 or so I was SA by my cousin a few times a year. By the time I was 24 or so I disclosed this to my parents and family because I was in a really bad spot thinking that I would get some sort of help from either talking about it and trying to move on. I was told by my father that it was my fault for and I could have said something. But I was trying too by wanting to be with my mother when ever we traveled 6+ hours to stay with family for the weekend. But she would always say something like you can stay here with you cousin and go four-wheel riding. Which is how he got away with it. I also reported as well but local police wouldn't take any info down...

This all made me even more depressed so I kept to myself not wanting to bother anyone and would only talk to people who would want to talk to me. so with that Iwould go weeks without hearing from my mother and months from my father. The only time they wanted to talk to me was if they needed any tech help like fixing there computer or phone or whatever. One week I was having a very bad emotional day due to my boss not caring that I stepped on a 4 inch nail and still had me work. A day or 2 after I get a call asking to fix there computer so I agreed even tho I shouldn't have due to very emotional state of my boss not caring that I was limping and could barely walk. While I was working on there computer trying to fix whatever wasn't working and I start breaking down crying just because of all the stress and pain I was in. My parents mother asked what was wro g and I stated that I'm just tired of everyone just using contacting me to work/fix things got upset with me saying something like "if your that upset I can just take you home." I was basically stating that I would like it if they would call me just to hangout or get something to eat or come by my place. I still got calls week after which I didn't mind to them to help fix there pc/phone.

And today we had a birthday party for one of my nephews and my father said Hi and talked to everyone except for me. Then during the party my stomach was still hurting. (Getting tested tomorrow to see if I have an ulcer or a tumor or chs.) As I was leaving I told my mother what was going on with my stomach and I have been having pain for a few months now and there going to do some test and she didn't even seem concerned. I only told herE because I wanted some support but she just acted like it was a normal thing and didn't seem to care. I know she does care about me. But this hurt me and I don't want to bring it up because I feel like I'm a bother to them.

Later at day I was telling my friend that I was hoping it was a tumor and not chs. But even if I did get a tumor which I don't think it is because it goes away after a while of eating/meds. I know it's dumb what I said. But I been struggling with life for almost 20 years or so. There's been a few time where it could of ended badly but haven't due to the depression. My family doesn't know about any of those times.

AITAH for think my family doesn't care about me?

I feel like I can't talk to my family about my problems because I feel like they don't care about me.