Yeah. I got it my whole life.
I grew up with my parents telling me what I did was never good enough. Always being compared with people who were better than me even when I know now, I was doing great.
I remember when I was 10 or 11... I had an A in everything except P.E./Sports the first thing my mum said when she saw the report card was "Why can't you be more like Steven? I heard he got an A in Sports."
Over time... It just got worse, as I got to high school my parents told me that I couldn't do a job I enjoyed, I had to do a job that made money.
I got told that I was studying the wrong things, Histories and English were useless that I should study Sciences and Maths instead.
My sexuality was questioned by my parents for years because I didn't have a girlfriend until I was 19 - 20. They thought I was gay for the longest time, sometimes they still do.
Even AFTER I got a girlfriend, my parents told me she was too good for me. That I'd pulled a girl who was "out of my league" and that I should cherish the time I have until she dumps me for someone better, because I'm not gonna be able to date anyone as hot as her again.
My whole life my parents have said "You think your life is tough! Back in my day, if we did something wrong in class we got caned! You just get yelled at."
Not knowing that mental pain is much harder to recover from than physical.
"You think it's hard to get a job now? When I was younger, I had to get a job 3 towns over because we didn't have any positions!"
Because they lived in a small country town, with a small population that wasn't very job friendly.
"Why don't you just move out? Rent an apartment? I was 16 when I lived on my own. Stop making excuses."
Right. Because when you were young, houses cost $30,000 to buy and your rent was $100 a week.
Houses for me cost upwards of $400,000 and rent for me is $385 a week.
I have low self-esteem because of it. I try my best to fight it, but I can't always get through it.
I have low self-worth, and terrible confidence because every time I've been proud of something, or built something up I was told it wasn't good enough.
That's why I had to get away, I couldn't handle always been put down, told I wasn't good enough to make my parents feel better about themselves. So I left. I rarely talk to them now, but I'm a much happier person than I was before.
My self-esteem is miles ahead of what it was a year ago, and my confidence in ALL aspects of life is always improving.