Growing up I never shared anything bad that happened to me or how I felt about anything, because I knew I'd get shrugged off as "overreacting" and "spoiled". Hours long, screaming lectures about my parents abuse and how I don't know what it's like to actually be in danger/depressed/traumatized/etc. etc. were guaranteed if I opened up about anything.
I was even told on multiple occasions when I was suicidal and trying to get help, with my mother aggressively in my face, that if I was actually suicidal I wouldn't have told anyone, and I'd just do it.
Now my parents wonder why I'm very reluctant to say anything about anything to them, and they like to pretend none of that ever happened. I don't even like going to therapy either, because I was always coached to never mention anything they did and they always lied and helped make the sh***y therapists not believe anything I said about anything.