They thought I didn’ hear them

I’ve been living at college for a few years. Moved back in with my parents for the summer. Unfortunately, the walls haven’t gotten any thicker. I’m not refering to being upset about hearing them have sex. That never bothered me.

The part that upsets me is I can hear everything they say about me through the wall. Most mornings in high school, I woke up hearing all the little things that disappoint them, all my quirks they can’t stand, every way I fall short, how I cause them problems. By the time they were done. I didn’t have to nitpick myself as a teenager stereotypically does. I was too busy picking up the fragments of self worth I was able to salvage. I actually tried hard at that point not to let them down…now I’m in college they actually have something to gripe about.

Now I have moved down to the basement, but every time I hear them talking I have a panic attack because I think its about me.