Three things my father has said that will never leave me:
1) "That's why no one likes you!" Yelled at me out of the blue while I was eating a Reese's (I freeze them, peel off and eat the chocolate, then eat the peanut butter)
2) I can't remember the exact words, but he once yelled at me about how horrible we kids were for not cooking dinner for our mother on their anniversary (he picked me up from college on his way home, we got there to find my mom finishing making dinner, I was physically incapable of making it for her)
3) "Stop acting like you're having a panic attack." Yes dad, because Lord knows I always break down into tears, shake, and storm away from people. I'm sorry, I'm not about to keep driving when you're telling me how I'm screwing up and a voice in my head is telling me that if I just drive into that building/tree then I'll probably die and not have to worry about being a failure anymore.
He did end up apologizing for 2, and we did discuss 3 (yes, I know you want me to improve, driving me into an emotional breakdown isn't how you do it).
Things my mom has said that will stick with me:
1) "Well, if you spent more time downstairs this wouldn't be a problem." After my sister cussed me out and locked me out of the house once she found out that, instead of being downstairs and ignoring her asking for help in the kitchen like she'd thought, I'd been upstairs watching tv and hadn't heard her. Somehow my mother just couldn't understand that I go upstairs for a reason, and that reason is mostly to avoid them. And especially to avoid my sister's temper tantrums. Because apparently if I just stick around so my sister can call me worthless and a [cuss] and talk about how horrible I am and always have been, then she'll stop doing it.
Thankfully she's calmed down a bit since she started working and moved out.
And yet my family wonders why I have an anxiety disorder that gets triggered by the possibility of screwing up or looking stupid.