What have you dealt with for your S.O.?, significant other Options

[*suddenly she*]

From anyone - friends, family, random strangers, etc. I'm pretty sure I can't be the only one that gets beat over the head for being with someone.

My parents found out that we were seeing each other in March 2006, after we had been for half a year. It was the first day during spring break and my mom saw us hug on the front lawn before he left in the afternoon. She put me in my room, closed the door, and lectured me for a couple hours. When dad came home, she told him and he totally exploded. He was yelling at me in the middle of the house until my sister had to go to sleep, so we went to my room where he continued yelling at me until about 3 in the morning.

I tried to sleep then, except I could tell the lights were on in the rest of the house and that my dad was standing outside the door from the shadows in the crack. He walked in and out of my room a couple times and slammed the door while I was on my bed... It was dark so I couldn't see too much. I asked him what he was doing and he wouldn't say anything. Eventually I fell asleep and the next morning I woke up and my camera, contacts, and a bunch of books were gone. I didn't get them back for two months and every time my dad got angry, he'd go to my room and take more things. Eventually, the only thing I had in my room was a bed and a half-empty closet.

That's the beginning.
It gets worse farther on (my parents have been absolutely bonkers because of us for more than a year now)... but I'll post the rest as the thread grows!

I never really catalogued what's happened since, so I thought I might as well start somehow.

[*Azarel*]

The most I ever went through for a guy, well, was really definitive for both of us as people, I suppose. Right from the getgo, my parents hated him because he was so much older than me. Not only that, but they thought that he was my first boyfriend (surely, he wasn't).

After I ran out for a weekend without telling my parents, they called his parents over to my house and had a serious talk. I had gotten home half an hour later than they wanted us back, but we had hit traffic on the way back from San Francisco. My "father" kept blaming him, calling him irresponsible and such, and I kept screaming back at him that it wasn't his fault. He hit me for the first time in years. I was pretty damn hysterical. My parents gave him the third degree.

A few weeks later, I had a day off. On my days off, I HAD always acted as a damn free babysitter; unfortunately, I was sick of it so I took advantage of that day. I had snuck out the night before to stay at his place and had the misfortune of being caught. My parents demanded I go home, indirectly by calling my best friend at the time. I did go home--only to find two children waiting for me, so I said peace the hell out and went out. That night, I was beaten black and blue and eventually was taken by child protective services about a week later. Thaaaat's about as detailed as I wanna get, but yeah. I've been through a lot for a (former) significant other.

There was another incident with a different guy that my "dad" wanted me to rat out. I refused to and ended up walking to school for a month and half because he's an immature, sorry excuse and threw a bitch fit over me not opening my damn mouth.