Insane privacy problem my parents never respected
Hi all, I'm a 17 year old male living in Vietnam.
To start, my parents started becoming good to me and my older sister the moment she moved to another larger city to study and work. A little bit about my family, we move fairly often, where we would pack up and move to another condominium/house and sell the vacant one. Just a year ago, my mom sold a large condominium (which we used to live in) and let me live alone in a smaller condominium for heaps of profit. To me, it's actually a good thing because I get to do anything I want without anyone bothering me. I could focus and self-study, play video games, learn how to cook food by myself, etc.
If anyone's reading this and feeling happy for me, of course you should be. But there are way more problems under the surface of all of this. First off, prior to the sale of our [large condominium] (I will name it [H]), my mother had contacted and arranged multiple potential customers to check out the home. Out of 7 customers (rough estimate), my mother had informed me of NONE OF THEM. I had no time to clean up all the mess in my room and change into my proper clothes. My mother let them take A VERY GOOD look around our [H], and especially, my room. On the outside, I was neutral, but on the inside, I was fuming and furious. So I confronted my father and mother about not respecting my privacy. Guess what they did? THEY SCOLDED ME BADLY FOR BEING IRRATIONAL, and told me to brush it off LIKE NOTHING HAPPENED. On the second encounter, because my legs were severely injured and I wanted to rest, I couldn't let strangers enter my room. I HAD TO YELL AND RESIST THE DOOR HANDLE TO NOT LET MY MOTHER OPEN IT. Another scolding, as expected. Not a single soul apologized to me about entering my room without my "seemingly non-existent" consent. This happened multiple times, the only difference between those times being me not wanting to talk to my parents about it anymore so as to not get flamed. I surrendered.
Just today, after finishing a school day, I returned to our new home, a smaller condominium (I will name it [K]). My parents, through "serendipity" they say, have met a broker to sell [K]. This was absolutely catastrophic, because I hung my clothes, INCLUDING MY UNDERWEAR, in front of a fan in my room to let it dry faster (before anyone asks, I was busy doing extracurricular classes from morning to night with very little time for myself, and I had to wash my clothes at midnight if I want fresh clothes to wear). The broker entered my room and took multiple pictures. That was the last straw and I exploded in wrath at my father. My father did nothing to reassure me, told me the same bullshit over and over about brushing this off as nothing and 'grow up to face the society'. My mother did reassure me, by just only saying "It's going to be ok" and THAT'S IT. No apology whatsoever. Now this is when I truly surrender. This has always been a hopeless battle.
I have always wondered if my parents really cared more about money than my own safety and well-being.
TL;DR ::: My parents let condominium buyers inspect our homes, and especially my room, to sell for profit, while not informing me of any encounters with them. My privacy was not respected, but my parents scolded me for confronting them about it. I do not want to talk to my parents further about this issue.
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Thank you for reading this. If I'm wrong anywhere, please feel free to point it out and I will keep that in mind to grow as a person.