My parents constantly stalk my social stuff, and look through my phone. Why?

My parents threaten me when they don't get their way. Why?

My classmates do a presentation on why being gay is wrong, "Do you support lgbtq?" They ask, "you know, gay" and I was silent, so they took it as a no, "See? Told you" Why?

My classmate does a presentation on why being trans should be illegal, "It's not right" they say. Why?

My mother gives me a book on how the Lord says being gay and trans is wrong. Why?

I ask for a black and a white ring. (Because I want something for myself to show I'm aroace) and they ask me why, I say it'd be cool. I get punished when they find out the true reason. Why?

My parents ground me for looking at gay books and shows. Why?

My father said, "I can be seven if I want, people say they are things that aren't scientifically possible all the time" Why?

My father says, "I have eleven fingers" I say, "sUrE you do." He replies, "People are always saying they are things that aren't biologically possible, so why can't I?" Why?

My father tells a transphobic joke, and my mother laughs. Why?

My mother promised we would watch 'Happiest Season' unless we came across a sex scene. She stopped the movie after 30 seconds when she realized it was a lesbian romance. Why?

My father asked me to stop all I was doing and help with dinner, I do so, and he says we need to prepare and clean first. I look at the dishes stacked a foot high, and say, "I'm not doing the dishes" In a almost joking manner. He yells and says he just wants a break. He says he already does so much, and just wants a little help. I am silent and speak not at all as I put the dishes away and prepare the food, since all is left is to cook, I say I want to leave now. And again, he says he just want a little help. He tells of how he does so much for us, and just wants a little help. I leave. I am silent the rest of the day. Why?

Why do people make me scared. Why do people make me flinch away. Why does physical contract make me want to flinch and cry. Why do I not trust others. Why do people discriminate? Why do my parents make me feel unsafe? Why do parents say they will love you always no matter what, they hurt you and leave scars? Why do people ignore the scars upon you? Why can speak of your trauma and cause others laughter? Why does distrust always linger? Why do I not look forward to Christmas or Thanksgiving or Birthdays anymore? Why don't people accept you for who you are? Why am I always numb or depressed? Why are others more accepting than family? Why? Just why?