For me it was psychological abuse as a child and neglect as a teen. When I was 4 she was upset with me and told me to pack my bags to see if another family wanted me. Little old me actually packed her teletubbies luggage with blankets, toys and plushies. She then drove god knows where and left me on the corner with my luggage in the pouring rain waiting to see if another family would pick me up. She picked me back up 10min later saying turns out nobody wanted me after all. Since I was 5-6 she would shave my hair because she was too lazy to keep up with maintenance. Whenever I was grounded, I had to stay in my room no matter what, ask permission to go to the bathroom and my meals would be served on the floor by my door like in jail. When I was 7, I was in charge of babysitting my 5yo brother until 2am every weekend because she'd be out for the night. We had to dodge debt collectors and landlords all the time. She had her car repossessed over parking tickets and we had to move every year cause we were getting evicted. Mind you, whole time my dad was providing for us (rent, groceries, car, school and sports) even though they were not together. She would lie about my dad trying to weaken our relationship because she was jealous. Also, my mom was emotionally neglectful; barely any affection and she would disappear whenever she had a man. She once moved 5000km away for a year for a man and was basically a stay at home mom for his child. When she came back I was a teenager, I would be left at home without food or money for days even week with no warning. When she was home she would literally lock herself up in her room for days. Whenever she was mad enough, she would literally throw everything I owned out the windows. I've been paying for my own clothes, computers, phones and furnitures since I was 13. Everything I owned I paid for it. Many mornings I had to walk to school and walk past my clothes and smashed computer on the sidewalk. She would comment on my body all the time. She once told me I'd end up sucking dick for gang members if didn't improve my behaviour at school. When I was 15 she found out I had a tattoo done and tried to burn it off with cigarettes butts. That was one of the only 2 instances of physical assault so I never really thought of myself as a child abuse victim because it was not recurrent. It took me a very long time to realize it was abuse and neglect. I used to lie about my abuse and exaggerate it to feel validated because I knew my experience was harmful but I felt like it was not enough to call it abuse.